Billy had his last few baseball games last week. Thursdays game was at Round Lake Stadium. It's where the High School Varsity team plays, and the Senior legion team, and sometimes when he's been lucky his team has played there too.
Maybe it's not lucky, they usually lose if they play there. It's kind strange actually. Billy and I went to Buffalo Wild Wings after the game, Eric joined us later. I love spending one on one time with my boys, it's one of my favorite things to do.
Friday night was what ended up being Billy's final game of the season. We found out today that the tournament that he was supposed to play in this week end was cancelled. He'll miss the last, hastily scheduled tournament the following weekend because he's going on a mission trip. Summers get sort of busy around here. I was happy to get a picture of his last at bat. He was thrown out at first.
He had his bell rung pretty good. First I was worried that he was ok, when I saw that he was ok then I was mad that the catcher would do something that stupid. Irritated. Irked. Peeved. See, cranky. I know it wasn't on purpose....but it sure brought out the mama bear in me. Maybe the fences around the field are to keep the mom's out. Good idea.