Weekend of Wonder

I thought 3 big wins for the Pack and moving on to the Super Regional next weekend would be the highlight of my weekend. And while last nights win was fun to watch, Saturday afternoon certainly was the highlight.

Everyone has a hit. All 12 boys. They aren't all pretty. Some have been long, some have been short. But all 12 boys have a hit. Ella, the lone girl(not just on the team, but in the league) had one hit. And we wouldn't even call it a hit. It skimmed off the bat, and went about 6 inches. Everyone knew she didnt have a "real" hit. She knew it, the crowd knew it, the teammates knew it, the coach's knew it. We tried changing bats, we got a good solid foul ball. Still, no hit. So Mark gave her a little one on one before this game.

First at bat, same bat time same bat channel. The slow walk to the dugout. 2nd at bat, crack. Well we dont use wood bats, more like ping. Well they are 7 year olds. More like thud. Down the third base line. I'm fairly certain I've never seen a kid more happy about anything in my entire life. It was as if the weight of the world had been lifted. 3rd at bat, crack/ping/thud again. Same place. All told she wound up 2-4. What a glorious 2-4.

Oh and Blake, 3-3. Yawn! Can he get a ball in the outfield?