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Friday, June 14, 2019
Play ball!
Grandson Cal is still trying to master some of the finer points of fielding...
I attended my great-grandson's T-ball game the other day. I love the little kids, but it's like watching monkeys try to play the game. Aside from picking at things in the grass, bringing the game to a dead stop while everybody watched a helicopter fly over, forgetting to run after a hit, whirling around and around with the bat after a hit, and demanding to be given the ball that someone else has "caught", my own great-grandson hit the ball and went running around the bases until the ball being thrown back passed him, at which time he started chasing the ball. It's a barrel of laughs, and I recommend it to everyone.
I love watching T-ball. Your description is hilarious, and spot on. Who doesn't stop for helicopter fly over?
Watching a kid hit a ball (if they are lucky), then chase the ball, while coaches and family yell and laugh. The little player freezes while trying to sort out the cacophony. It is a barrel of laughs.
Your great-grandson is fortunate to have his great-grandma there. Wonderfully memories. May you make many barrels full!
Cal is a good name. Wasn't it something else when he was born? Cal Worthington was a car dealer in Long Beach Ca when I was a kid. He had some entertaining ads that would go for 5 minutes on Saturdays. He'd walk down a line of cars "Here's a 1971 Dodge station wagon, 1495, come on down!" Then he would bring out a tiger and declare he would eat a bug to make a deal.
Short for "Calintz", the name of a character in some video game. I decline to call him that. His folks have been calling him "Bean" (because he's growing so fast).
Mr. Worthington sounds like quite the card. I might very well have done a deal in order to see him eat a bug.
6 comments:
Very wise, protect your head first.
Makes me wonder who is throwing the ball at him?
I mean 'to him'.
I attended my great-grandson's T-ball game the other day. I love the little kids, but it's like watching monkeys try to play the game. Aside from picking at things in the grass, bringing the game to a dead stop while everybody watched a helicopter fly over, forgetting to run after a hit, whirling around and around with the bat after a hit, and demanding to be given the ball that someone else has "caught", my own great-grandson hit the ball and went running around the bases until the ball being thrown back passed him, at which time he started chasing the ball. It's a barrel of laughs, and I recommend it to everyone.
I love watching T-ball. Your description is hilarious, and spot on. Who doesn't stop for helicopter fly over?
Watching a kid hit a ball (if they are lucky), then chase the ball, while coaches and family yell and laugh. The little player freezes while trying to sort out the cacophony. It is a barrel of laughs.
Your great-grandson is fortunate to have his great-grandma there. Wonderfully memories. May you make many barrels full!
Cal is a good name. Wasn't it something else when he was born?
Cal Worthington was a car dealer in Long Beach Ca when I was a kid. He had some entertaining ads that would go for 5 minutes on Saturdays. He'd walk down a line of cars "Here's a 1971 Dodge station wagon, 1495, come on down!" Then he would bring out a tiger and declare he would eat a bug to make a deal.
Short for "Calintz", the name of a character in some video game. I decline to call him that. His folks have been calling him "Bean" (because he's growing so fast).
Mr. Worthington sounds like quite the card. I might very well have done a deal in order to see him eat a bug.
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