Today #1 son’s All Star Little League team is playing the championship game against our cross town rivals Western. They’ve beat us once so we’re out to even the score.
Last Tuesday night #1 son hit his first home run. A solid hit over the right field fence (he’s a lefty) that resulted in a grand slam! DH, who is normally a very mild manner sort of guy could be heard screaming in the video “Get out!” Then, “Yeaaahhhh!”. He rushed right over and picked up the ball and refused to give it back when the umpire asked for it. #1 son got to take it home.
Today #1 son did it again. Our team had come back from a 7-0 deficit in the first inning (our worst showing yet) to a tie score 8-8 in the 6th (we only play 6 innings unless there’s a tie). There were 2 outs and a runner on first. #1 son hit the first pitch and sailed it over the right field fence to win the game!
I heard all about it.
Why didn’t I see it? Because I didn’t think he would be up to bat so soon so I took Monkey Boy to the bathroom and snack bar. Inside the bathroom I met up with my sister, my mother-in-law and DH’s oldest sister. We all missed his game winning home run!
Some lady at the snack bar (I was wearing a team shirt) said, “I think someone on your team got a home run.”
“I hope it wasn’t my son.” I said.
Oops!
Wish us luck, today’s game is for a division championship banner and bragging rights.
Go Eastern!
Go Eastern and son #1!!! Woo-hooooo Beth! How exciting! Too bad that you all missed it. Did anyone film the game? We always have a camera handy, maybe someone at least got a shot of it for you???
Fingers crossed for tonight’s game! Can’t wait to hear all about it tomorrow.
~Debbie
Sadly, no one has video. And Gramps didn’t even get a photo! I was bummed to miss it. But I’m so proud of my talented nephew! If only the coach would’ve played him at first, the team might not have been in such a huge hole to begin with. But that’s a story for another day.
Congrats on a respectable 2nd-place finish for the season. Can’t wait till next year!
Debbie-
No! We are such losers as parents that we always forget the camera.
If only you and I could have coached that team Sarah, can you imagine?