Last night I played a softball game with nine other people.  We were down 13 points by the last inning, playing the #1 team. It seemed pretty bleak.  We were up to bat last.  In order to win this game, we would need to rotate through the batting box at least fourteen times before we had three strikeouts.   As each of us got up to bat, rather than focusing on a home run hit, we each just aimed to get on the base.  The score started to change.  First, they were 13 points ahead.  Then 9.  Then, we had just…