Last night, my son had a baseball practice scheduled at a different field than he is used to. I met with several of the mothers who shuttled their sons to the school, which had three fields and no coaches. No one knew where the practice would be. Soon, the coaches arrived and practice began. Talking to one of the moms, who called the Vice President of the league to find out if he knew where exactly the practice was to take place, he asked her what team, then exclaimed, "That team doesn't even need to practice. The last team they played is still crying about it (the loss.)"

That game, Thursday night, ended with a score of 16-2. It was actually 19-2, but those 3 runs came on bases-loaded walks and were forgiven by our team. I am happy to report that fair teamsmanship happened at the end of the game, when each team passes each other and gives each the "high five." I can't tell what is being said in each team now. Next game, next Thursday.


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