Tee ball stinks

I don’t remember much about playing Tee Ball. I remember one time running home from third base as fast as I could when suddenly the ball hit my foot.
“He’s out,” the ump yelled.
I didn’t care much for the game, though, according to stories I’ve heard. It seems that I was more interested in playing (with my Matchbox cars) in the outfield, than actually playing the outfield. I guess I was bored out there because I didn’t see much action.