05/13/2022 “LL Spring Training Begins”   1 comment

This will be a short and sweet posting today. Spring/Summer has arrived with a huge bang now that the weather has turned warmer. Family obligations come first since they’re mostly about the grand kids anyway. Last evening my better-half and I attended our first little league ballgame to support our grandson. This is a league for 7–9-year-old future all-stars and it’s a real hoot to watch these kids as they try to figure the game out. Most barely know how to swing a bat, let alone having enough arm strength to throw a ball to a base. It’s getting them on the field and teaching them the beginnings of playing as part of a team. This is baseball at its absolute best. There were about 20 kids in their fabulous new T-Shirts, a host of moms and dads and brothers and sisters, and about ten million effing mosquitos to drive us all insane. That visit will keep us both in the good graces of grandson #2.

Grandson #1 will be taking the field in a day or so in a league of older kids. I can’t wait to see him at bat since I was his unofficial batting coach in his younger days. More fun baseball, more black flies, and more mosquitos. Being a baseball fan and a grandparent is almost a full-time job and we both love it.

Unfortunately, the blog will suffer a bit. I may miss a few days here and there but hopefully not too many.

BASEBALL RULES

(Except in Pittsburgh)

One response to “05/13/2022 “LL Spring Training Begins”

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  1. 💗 First of all, that last comment was “low and outside”!
    Secondly, read this and tell me it doesn’t affect you the way it does me. You know me, the hopeless romantic. It makes me cry.
    ⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️⚾️
    “And they’ll walk out to the bleachers and sit in shirt sleeves on a perfect afternoon. They’ll find they have reserve seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they’ll watch the game, and it will be as if they had dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick, they’ll have to brush them away from their faces.
    America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It’s been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt, and erased again. But baseball has marked the time.
    This field, this game – it’s part of our past. It reminds us of all that was once good, and could be again. “

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