I'll bet you didn't see this one coming...

This just in...the world does not completely stink and there is hope for us yet...maybe.

Here's the scenario: College softball player hits her first home run, not for the season, EVER! She collapses after rounding first from a torn ligament and is in danger of having her homer negated because she can't make the trip around the bases.

What would happen if two college teammates simply assisted her in getting around the bases so she could receive the joy that only a home run hit can bring?

What would you think if the players who carried her around the bases were on the opposing team? And in doing so lost the game by three runs (the number scored because of the homer) and their shot at the championship?

That’s when it hit me, the selflessness of the act. That's when the floodgates opened and I cried.

Yeah, I know, I’m a big baby. I also cry at Mastercard commercials.

I haven't always been this way. However, now that I’m an "adult" I am seemingly more emotionally impacted by those things to which I was once so callously oblivious.

This was Sara Tulchosky’s first home run...ever. And the young women who helped her didn’t even realize it. All they knew was that a home run was hit, and the batter couldn't make the trip due to injury. It was understood that if her teammates assisted her, the run would not count. They also found out that a pinch runner would turn the beautiful arc of the champion into simply a base hit single.

So the opposing shortstop and second basemen did the only thing they could to assist a fallen champion: they carried her.

In doing so they lost the game and eliminated themselves from the tournament.

Vince Lombardi said, "Winning isn't the everything; it's the only thing." I wonder what he would have said in this instance?

It seems to me that doing the right thing may mean you lose the game...but it never means losing.

God bless,
Steve