Tonight was the final inning of the Red Soxs, almost going to the championship game. What a ride the tournament became. I'm so proud of all the players, especially #4. We resumed play after the game was called last week, because of lightening and rain. Ben was eligible to pitch. We had two players on base when he started. He struggled on the mound. Scores were made. We were down by one when play resumed. They scored, we scored. Ben finally shut them down, three outs in a row, noone took a base. The clock was in favor the opponent..we ran out of time.
I actually had a heart to heart with Ben last night, I told him to get his mind into baseball...it's been all about golf recently.
I think I need an umpire in my life. He could hang out with me, give me balls and strikes, based on my merits. "You didn't fold any clothes that have piled up in the bedroom", strike 1. "You didn't make three important phone calls today", strike 2. "You tucked your son into bed and gave him back scratches"...homerun:)
you make me smile sissy.
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