Monday, June 23, 2008

Hunter, "The Heat," Underwood

Becky and Al here, reporting from our places in the sun.

The first baseball season ended yesterday with the Mustangs (Blake's team) winning 4 to 1. Lots of action, five quick innings, and the six-year-olds called it a wrap.

Blake sent a big one out to center field to bring in two runners. He never made it home, but it was a big contribution!

Hunter's Red Sox season ended with paper certificates for Team Effort. The coaches gave each team member a nickname printed on the award, something to signify their efforts. "The Heat" refers to Hunter's powerful, fast and furious pitching that took out three batters, one after another, each time he pitched an inning. However, after getting his fair share of chances to pitch, the others began to cry for their chances. So Hunter relinquished his spot on the mound in a show of good sportsmanship.
Ooops! Who is that? It's not The Heat. That's his dad, who pitched more during the last game than The Heat - what's up?
And what's this? - there's The Heat! Catching for his dad. Coach says, "To be a really great pitcher, you gotta do a little catching too!" The Heat's giving it a try.

As grandparents, we've entered a new era. No longer are WE the entertainment for our grandsons. Now they entertain US!

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