That First Game Ball

We all went to the T-Bones Game tonight and we had a blast. This was the first time we actually went as the entire family, the older three and dad went last year but me and the youngest bowed out due to the weather and his size. This year though, there was no stopping us as going as a family and we all had a great time and lots of memories will stick from this round of ball.

On the way up the kids were asking all about baseball and why I was such a fan. I got to tell them all about my years (growing up) in softball and how I got to play on the first team (on our base) to have a boy on the team. Course this also meant others followed suit and I got to steal home against him as the pitcher. They all laughed as I shared in my stories of skinned knees, bruised sides, catching a ball in the face and more. I even got to share with them how I was nicknamed “Babe Ruth” and no I’m not sharing that here. Let’s just say it was a painful experience but one I’ll never forget and I did get the base.

As we entered the game we sat in the second row behind 1st base and waited for a chance to catch a pop fly. While we may not have caught the pop fly one woman did right in the face, another on the side of her head and by the time the game ended the couple behind us handed my eager son a ball they got. I thought this was really sweet of them and boy did it make my son’s day (SoccerBoy) he had jumped up every time a ball was hit our way but never got the chance.

Oh for those wondering our team did NOT win, but our hearts shined anyways. Four bats were broke during the game, 2 people were injured and the score I can’t even remember but I do know we lost. At the end the showed fireworks, during the game anytime they set those off my youngest would hide under cover. Poor thing, can you tell he hates thunder and noises like it? Oh and Soccerboy wants to find a glass case for his ball.