As the game progressed, I became bored with the game, since I wasn't
By the time I caught up with the ball, the hitter had already reached home plate. I was embarrassed I had missed the ball and so angry at the mosquitoes that I closed my eyes and threw the ball as hard as I could towards the pitcher’s mound. When I opened my eyes, the pitcher was knocked out cold, laying on the ground. Apparently she had gotten tired of waiting for me to retrieve the ball, and had turned around towards the catcher. My throw was right on spot and hit her dead center on top of her head.
To my surprise there was no ambulance, no police and my mom was quite understand. Apparently the pitcher was revived and the game was finished minus me and my damn mosquitoes.