Previously, Part 6: Take Me Out to the Ball Game, like!
It looked awkward and unskilled and did very little to inspire confidence.
They were losing 2-1 with two outs in the bottom of the seventh, the final inning.
His run didn’t matter.
Fooch jumped, extended his glove over the fence, and then the ball disappeared from sight.
The kids went nuts!
While Fooch ran in with the ball, he was swarmed.
Gada collapsed on the mound, and Newk dove on him.
They wanted the moment to last forever, and so did I.
It was the happiest I had seen this group since Captain’s Practices.
Once they calmed down a bit, Gada’s dad and I took a moment to address the team.
While the bus rocked, we steadied ourselves, gripping the full-length aluminum poles up front.
I stressed that it was an entire TEAM effort that won this game.
Potatah had three hits and an unassisted double play.
But the game ball went to Gada.
It was a gutty performance.
I felt strongly that we deserved some ink!
This was the first time we beat Diman in 20 years!
“I kept my fingers crossed… Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental…
