Lost my Bat

I have mixed feelings about our last softball game. We didn't play last Sunday because it was Independence Day, but the week before that we played a pretty decent team. They were similarly matched to us, but their pitcher seemed to have a problem throwing strikes, so he walked a bunch of us. The game was good, until the seventh inning when it started pouring rain. I don't mind a little rain, but it was really coming down, so much that it was actually hard to see to bat because water was dripping from your eyelashes. 

We won the game 7-5, but by the time it was over we were all looking like drowned rats. Not only were we wet, we were covered in mud from running around on the field and all our stuff was muddy from sitting on the ground.

While trying to not get mud and water all over the inside of my car after the game, I set some of my stuff on the ground while I took my cleats off and stripped down a little. Unfortunately I ended up leaving my bat on the ground when I was carefully putting all my crap in the car!!! This horrifying realization came to me about 2 miles from home, or 20 minutes away from the softball fields, so I couldn't just go back there because it was getting too late and I needed to help Rachelle with the baby. I went back the next morning at around 7am and sure enough it was gone. A friend of mine talked to one of the guys that run the leagues to see if anyone turned it in, but no dice. My last shred of hope is that someone will have the bat when I play this Sunday.