So I haven’t tried to hide my dislike of baseball over the last few years. I mean, I like it because my two youngest love it, but it’s played outside, practices take up a lot of time, and the season seems to take forever.
There is no middle ground regarding the temperature. It’s either bone rattling cold at the beginning of the season and mind numbingly hot by the end of the season. I like the night games, and I made most of Caboose’s games this season, and about 1/4 of Middle’s games, maybe less.
I have multiple flaws, but the top 2 are selfishness and impatience. When Middle started practice back in February, on Sunday afternoons (which I really disliked), I really showed my ability to pitch a fit, because I found out that all practices would be in a town about 20-25 minutes away. I was not happy, to say the least, and you know the old saying, “If mama ain’t happy, nobody’s happy.”
I was pretty ugly, and certainly was not showing Christ like love, to the Hubs or Middle, and it took me a while to get over it. So then I wasn’t going to take him to practices or go to any games, because heaven forbid, I am forced to do something for my own child that he loves to do (sarcasm intended). I really struggled those first few weeks, because he was also still playing basketball, and I felt like we were never home, where I love to be.
So fast forward a couple of months. I actually did take him to practice a few times, especially toward the end, and I did make it to a few games. Fortunately, Hubs loves the game and being there, and he is hands down Middle’s biggest supporter.
And then, Middle’s team makes it to the Dizzy Dean World Series in Southaven, Ms. Now that place is as hot as anywhere in the South, and the other kids had lots going on that week, so I chose to stay home. But then I found…
THE PERFECT WAY TO WATCH MY SON PLAY: DIZZY DEAN LIVE STREAM!!!
That totally changed the way I viewed the tournament. I got to watch 5 games of Middle’s and saw how well the team was working. This team is full of talent, and every player is a contributor. The parents are very dedicated, and the coaches have earned very high respect from the Hubs. He has told me that the head coach really focused on the little things, and the big things just came. It’s kind of like life, if you focus on doing the little things right ( which obviously I struggle with), then the big things will be easier.
This team really is special, and not just because my son is on it.
They made it to the World Series 2 years ago, were undefeated until the championship game and they were beaten twice to come in second. It was heartbreaking for them, and it was twice as much for Middle, because 2 days before that championship game, he lost his biggest fan, my father in law, and Middle was playing for him that day.
Fast forward 2 years: they are undefeated going into the championship game, about to play the team they beat the day before. They have to win just one to be champions, and have to be beat twice.
They lost the first game. I was watching from a water park and yelling and keeping our church family up to date, and had to stop watching when it was the 6th inning and they were losing 5-1. I was a nervous wreck.
So we are keeping up on the way home through an app, they are down 2-4, and I get a text from a friend, “Middle just crushed it over left field and drove 2 in!!’
My middle, my baseball loving, sleeps with a glove Middle, was up to bat at the bottom of the 6th inning, 2 outs, and they were losing by 2. His batting was only average the whole tournament, but when he stepped up to the plate that at bat, he came through.
I cannot imagine how nervous he was. He said that he just knew he needed to hit, and he did, and got 2 of his teammates home. That tied it up, and they held the team through the top of the 7th and ended up loading the bases with no outs, our catcher hit a sacrifice fly ball, and one of the most dedicated kids on the team slid into home for the win. He is one of the smallest players on the team, but when he made his way into home for that 5th run, he was casting a BIG shadow!!
So maybe I am an indoor baseball mom, because Caboose and I were whooping and hollering and I was crying! This team never gave up, and it made me think about life, how many times I have been up to bat in a 6th inning, 2 out situation and just thought, “Oh, well, I’m gonna lose anyway, why even try?”
My son and his team will NEVER forget that moment yesterday when they won it all. I was a member of my high school’s volleyball team that won State in 1988, and I have never forgotten how good it felt.
And when my son feels like giving up, I hope God reminds him of this moment in his life, and how perseverance and stamina and NEVER GIVING UP can lead you to the WIN!!!