It's baseball season again. And though I'm not a huge fan, I had a game of my own going on.
Let's call this,
Sleeve vs. Mistakes, shall we?
Okay, the pitch is thrown, it's a good one: I cast on in the pink. 49 stitches. I had been tossing around the idea of pink at the cuffs as well as the collar and Chris and MaryBeth confirmed it. 6 rows of seed stitch in pink. Great. First base!
Trying to steal second base: The pattern says to increase every 10 rows 5 times.
She's tagged out! I knit it as increase every 5 rows, 10 times. I thankfully did not get up to 10 times. This is where I realized it.

Review of call: I thought about a baby bell sleeved sweater. It even became an attractive idea, but no, the call sticks. OUT.
Batter up: Swings and misses! I ripped out to the pink, snake those stitches back on the needle, yup! 49 stitches. Maybe we could get some popcorn? I knit happily, playing the game. About 5 rows in I realize now that I have 48 stitches. Hmm.
Dropped the ball! Okay, just find the stitch. I look. And look. And hunt! And search! I pick! I pull. No stitch. FOUL BALL!
This is strike 2, for those counting.
And the pitch: I rip back to the pink row. Again. I put all the stitches back on the needle. Again. Yup! 49 stitches. Good! Things are going well, but not for long.

What's that? 48 stitches! The coach is on the field arguing it. There IS a stitch dropped! The Ump throws the coach out!
Strike 3!
What's that on the field?

Oh, Lord! What was that groundskeeper thinking?