My daughter and I had our first softball game of the season this evening. She's a pitcher, my girl, and has to deal with her dad being the manager, but she hangs in there, and hangs tough.
We won tonight, and I'm happy for my girls. They played hard, held off a last inning rally, and earned the "W". Stuck together as a team.
My son does the same on his baseball team, although I'm only an assisstant coach, so he's got it a bit easier. We've had a lot of rain in our neck of the woods, so we've only managed to play 3 games out of 7 so far. We're winless, but I'm still proud of my son and all the boys. They're young, 7 and 8 year-olds, and still learning the game. My son is one of the 8 year-olds, along with his good friend and a few other boys from last year's squad, and we can tell its starting to click. The game is finally coming together in their heads. Its a beautiful thing to watch when it happens. Sometimes its as ugly as it gets, but they're 7 and 8, so who cares? The good plays in the field, done without a coach's help, are awesome, and make you proud.
In an earlier post, I mentioned an observation made by Col. Allan West, about how Hussein never grew up playing Little League ball, and how that really hinders his understanding of what it truly means to be an American. It made sense to me right off, and even more so now. How Hussein can claim to know the American people and believe in the American spirit is beyond me. He lacks so much, in many, many areas. If he would step back from that gargantuan ego of his and realize this, perhaps he would begin to understand why so may people loathe him on such a fundamental level. Hussein is not an American.
He might be a U.S. citizen, he may live in the United States, unfortunately he holds the highest post in the United States, but that's not enough. Hussein is not an AMERICAN. And never will be.
God Bless all the youth sports leagues around the country. Keep our children safe.
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