Sunday, June 12, 2016

Baseball's over!

Baseball is over! It ended last Tuesday, but I'm behind. Both Baby Plum and Cheese Puff had a great time, and were on really nice teams! We really appreciated both sets of coaches this year.
Cheese Puff played t-ball. There wasn't really a competition aspect to it. It was just fun to watch, and seemed fun for him to play. He's the one in the hat on the front row.
Baby Plum's last game was Monday. His team (arguably one of the worst) made it to the final play off game! They were seeded 6th, and ended ranked 2nd I think. I honestly am not sure. But they ended on a really high note! As did he. He had two hits in the last game, and got to score a run! Here he is with his team after the game. We did a close up, since they all had hats on.
The picture I picked wasn't great here. All of the boys are distracted. Poor Baby Plum. They had a Daddy/Son wiffle ball game after the game, and one of the dads threw a ball right into his nose as he ran from first to second base. He got a bloody nose. I was picking up bats, and missed the action, but heard him crying. He was definitely hurt in the beginning, but then ended up crying more because of all of the attention. It was a soft rubbery ball, and he was fine.

The next night, at Cheese Puff's final game, Baby Plum decided to try his hand at sliding into base. He was wearing a muscle shirt and shorts. He learned the hard way that he needs to at least have pants on.

Friday, June 10, 2016

Run throw slide

Bob here -- Meredith's husband -- back for another cameo post. Have you heard of the new sports sensation that is sweeping the nation -- Run Throw Slide? When it becomes the new national pastime, many will link to this blog post to get the origin story, so here it goes . . . .

I love to watch the boys create and the other evening Meredith and I enjoyed watching Baby Plum and Cheese Puff invent a new game for themselves. It took place on the swing set in our backyard. One of the boys would stand on the ground and throw the football to the other who was already sitting in the fort. Upon catching, the receiver would slide down the slide and they would change positions. It was so much fun watching that I couldn't resist narrating some of the action -- making up a name for the game, Run Throw Slide, as well as terms (a "plegerol" is a goal and an "excalibur" is like an extra point) for the various plays on the fly. They had such a big time and even Little Elvis got in on the action. They came up with names for their teams -- Cheese Puff played as "The Mickey Mousers," Baby Plum was "The Luna Moths" and Little Elvis was "The Killer Hawks." They probably played for 20 minutes before we had to call the game on account of darkness.

The next morning -- once they had eaten breakfast, the next order of business was to put on some clothes and head out to resume the game. This time I had the foresight to catch history in the making:


I wonder if this is how Abner Doubleday felt (yes, for you sticklers, I'm aware that Doubleday's legend as the inventor of baseball appears to be mostly mythical). Contact Meredith (league commissioner) if you are interested in franchise opportunities.