This is me trying to contain my happiness. This is also me trying not to push this great game on my seven year old. Most days of my life I talk about, watch or play baseball with Cooper. So far he seems excited about it. Do I wish we played more? Sure but I will take a few hours a weeks.
We had to make the annual trip to Dicks Sporting good for a few supplies. Our needs were a helmet, cleats and pants. Of course being a kindergartner he wanted Under Armour gear, since he’s cool and all. What ever gets him excited to play ball I suppose.
This year we are moving up to the big leauge. The pitching machine leauge. He’s ready to mash baseballs. However I’m not sure he’s ready to catch them. Our first team practice will be tomorrow. It will be held at an indoor facility since Indiana weather in March typically sucks.
I hope he gets the fact that he will have to step his game up this year. I hope baseball teaches him that if you want to be good at anything in life you need to practice. I hope baseball teaches him how to be ready and how to be patient. More then anything I hope he loves baseball with me and not because of me. Happy baseball season everyone!