No work today. My 12--going on 35: sigh--daughter plays fastball (bigger ball and underhand pitching: wicked), and the team went 4 for 4 today, now first seed in tomorrow's playoffs. I'm a coach. Nice weather but a longgg day.
Our competition is heavy with Grade 8s, 14 year olds, where we have two Grade 5s, a Grade 6 and the rest Grade 7s. Only 4 or 5 are even 13. We started playing the season as the ages suggest. Helping, or mainly watching, the girls grow individually and come together as a team is a treat. I am one lucky father. Tired father, and I was thirsty when I got home.
But methinks there are some bigger messages in the girl's trip from cannon fodder to cannon, and when I feel better ... we'll see.
Anyway, win, lose or draw tomorrow the players are winning one of life's treasures, useful knowledge about self and life (and even baseball) learned while laughing, scaped knees and all.
Go Sooke Strikers!
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