3 rd inning, bases loaded, C up to bat. Ball one, strike one, ball two, than he hits it! Run C, run! Three kids come home, so that's 3 RBIs! I was jumping and cheering and was so proud.
Fast forward to the end of the game. Coach is giving his end of the game pep talk. They won again, this game cinched it, Monday is the big game, the playoff game, winner take all. Than he starts talking about MVP and game balls and one play that decides the game. He is going to award the game ball, to....C!!!!!!!!!The look on C's face I'll never forget it as long as I live. He has not let go of that ball.
He needed this so much, just yesterday he was saying he felt like he sucks at baseball and he was never going to be good. He has not hit the ball in a few weeks, since the kids started pitching. Than last Saturday he was hit in the back of the head with the ball and wanted to go home and give up. But he was OK, so I convinced him to go back in. Now this just boosts his confidence o the place it needs to be. Lucky hit? Maybe! But for C, he just won the world series. This is what baseball is supposed to be. I love you C.