It was a fun, chilly night of baseball last night watching the USA Prime win in the bottom of the 7th inning. It was even more fun watching John step up to the plate with the bases loaded and then walk-off the win with a deep sacrifice fly.
On the drive home, I was thinking how fun this summer has been. John’s team has not won much, but that does not really matter to him. Just a few, short months ago, it appeared that John was done with baseball. For a few reasons, the love of the game was gone, and just getting him to go to practice was a fight. However, it is amazing what a little time off and a new team can do for a kid. Over the course of this summer, I have seen the kid that I used to see on the field every week slowly return. He is back to chasing down everything in the outfield, and his hitting is back. Last night, he did not have the best night at the plate (hey, that’s baseball), but he did what needed to be done when it really mattered.
Welcome back to the field, Kid. I have really missed watching you. Can you do me one favor though? Could you possibly consider hitting the ball before you get to a full count?!? Wait. Scratch that. You’ve always *loved* a full count and last night was no exception. Swing away, John.
