He's out!

There is so much too write about, and it was one of those weeks with not nearly enough time.  I expect to be able to get back on here and write about some other things later today, but this post is about our lives with baseball.  We had four games this week, and both our boys' teams look GOOD.  In fact, our older team is becoming referred to as the "stacked" team.  I'm not sure that is really the case, but in all honesty, the don't have a player that is a guaranteed out at every bat.  That's not to say they are all great players because they aren't, but there none that are really bad.

Last evening JR had a game.  It was an absolutely perfect evening for baseball.  We have several friends with kids on the same team, so it was a really nice way to spend a Friday evening.  We were the home team, and therefore in the outfield first.  Joey was our pitcher and he had a very efficient first inning pitching only nine pitches.  It was capped off by a spectacular catch in the outfield by Michael, the son of our very good friends.  Our boys were also doing really well at the plate, and by the end of the first inning we were up by a few runs.  In the bottom of the second, Joey gave up a few hits, and a run managed to score.  A player came up and hit a ball to left field, and as I told my husband last night, I'll always remember it in slow motion.  It was as if we were watching a movie frame by frame.  The opposing team's player began running down the third base line towards home (this would be where it would be good to know that JR is playing catcher, and doing a nice job of it!).  I remember looking at JR who was standing to block the plate.  The left fielder hit the cut off man, and although the cut off man made a decent throw to home, it took JR away from blocking the plate.  The runner was almost home when JR caught the ball, and made a diving swipe to tag the runner as he slid into home.  The place literally went silent for half a second as we all looked at Jarron (it's a small town and we all know each other.  The ump's wife used to babysit my kids and we work together) and waited for the call.  And the call was OUT!  I remember jumping up and everyone in our stands started cheering.  I'll be honest, I get a little teary eyed that my son had made such a great play, and my friends Krista, Jen and I all mentioned that we had goose bumps.  It was such a great moment for him!  Of course it was still early in the game and there was still plenty of baseball to be played, but it was so awesome that he had that moment...and it was also really nice that we went on and won the game!