We had our first experience with summer baseball. C was on a Kindergarten T-ball team called the Steel Birds. He was #11 and really enjoyed playing his games. Two days a week we would head to a park where the team would practice for a half hour and then they would play a one hour game. It was so much fun to cheer for the boys. They didn't really keep score and everybody felt like they were winners.We were really pleased with his coach, Jim. We focused on fundamentals and FUN. C had a few of his kindergarten classmates on his team and then he was able to make new friends as well. I must admit the first couple of games were comical in their entirety, but then they started playing baseball. This venture into baseball also got C excited about collecting cards. Each week his coach would give the boys a baseball card. He has now branched out to basketball, as well as Pokemon and YuGiOh. As fun as baseball was, C has notified us that his "real talents" are in basketball. We'll see about that.
My most grateful moment of the baseball season came at the after season party at the coach's house. C and a couple of his teammates were playing baseball with the parents. Two of his teammates began fighting over who was next "at bat". It ended up with punching and rolling around on the ground. C just sat down at first base and looked bored. I asked him about it later and he said, that the fighting was so dumb and it ruined the game. I was pleased that he didn't get involved and saw the fighting as a waste of time.
