Senior Night

Monday night was a makeup game from Friday for the Lady Cats.  If you'll remember, Friday night was the night that awful storm came through.  Coach made a good call postponing games to Monday. That storm rolled in about the time the girls would have been starting the 2nd or 3rd inning.  Skip to Monday.  It was also Senior Night for the Lady Cats so that meant my niece Cori was recognized.  I think I counted right in that sister has 9 seniors this year so her team will be taking a pretty good hit in losing players after this year.  They announced the girls one by one, who they were being escorted by, their postion on the team and their plans after high school.  Then a short "thank you" was read that each of the girls had written.  Coach (my sister) hugged each girl has they were introduced.  When it came time for Cori, she gave her a hug and then joined in escorting her to the field.

You see how my sister's head is turned away.  Yeah, she was totally crying and trying to hide it but this sister knows better.  Stinker!  So I start crying, like bawling and sniffing so then Esther (Cori's Grandma) starts crying and Lena follows.  Thanks sister!  BTW...that is Cori's mom to the right of her.

Head down....still crying.  Aunt Mimi still crying.  

Cori wrote a very sweet thank you to her family and team.  

The girls went on to win that game 14-2. 

Hard to believe this sweet girl is a senior! So, so proud of her.  

It also just happened to be Makenna's 13th birthday Monday so a picture was a must!  

Now here's where I give you some not so good news.  Monday was a makeup game.  Tuesday was a regularly scheduled game and last District game. They played at Foster.  I don't know when, but sometime during the game Cori was rounding second, had to dive back and got tangled up with the shortstop.  She went down and didn't get up. Doctor's visit yesterday revealed she broke her upper fibula and tore the membrane between the bones.  She will have surgery Friday to have a plate and two screws put in. Its her senior year.  They made the play-offs.  Prom is next weekend.  No weight bearing for six weeks.  To say she is pissed off is a huge understatement.  I feel awful for her but am trying to remain positive and lift her spirits up when I can.  Just ask that you send some prayers her way for a safe surgery Friday and speedy recovery.  

Thanks y'all, have a good one!