
Tonight was our first experience with youth baseball. Our older kids were never interested in it. We counted ourselves lucky. But Jack, Jack only wanted to play baseball. He started to hit balls that were pitched to him when he was three. He even asked back then to play. Our excuse was in the bag, "You're too young. They don't have a team for you." But this year they had a team. Honestly he could have played t-ball, but we just won't mention that.

I figure if the baseball career doesn't go anywhere that maybe he can model for a sports magazine.



Okay, seriously the poses were all his idea. Ahem. Now on to the game...

The players rotate positions throughout the game.

They get six pitches while up to bat. If they can't hit it in those 6 pitches they walk to base.


Nobody gets out. And the inning is over once everyone has had a turn at bat.

There is also a strict no heckling policy.
All the parents were cheering both teams on. So far it seems good. Exactly the kind of thing we were looking for-- a fun way to learn more about the game. He is over the moon about it all. He can't believe they won their first game. They don't actually keep score at these games, but the kids can count. He also can't believe that he has to wait until Thursday for the next game. He wants to eat, breathe and live baseball.