Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Little Papi

Here's Jack.  He's five now and playing his first season of baseball.  I thought we would start with tee ball, but in Trussville only four year olds play tee ball.  Five year olds thru 8 year olds play coach pitch (and we keep score, we're 2-8).  It's very difficult for a 5 year old to hit a pitched ball - it's very difficult for a 30 year old to hit a pitched ball, which is why you can fail 7 times out of 10 in the major leagues and be considered one of the best players ever.

Jack made me super proud last night.  He struck out three times and may have let a ball get to the fence, but he swung the bat the best that he has all year and he hussled after the ball when it got by him.  What made me proudest, though, was when I asked him if he would catch for me because one of our regular catchers was not at the game.  He said, "Yeah, sure daddy. I'll do whatever you need me to do. I'll play where ever."

Thank you, Jack.

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