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Thursday, April 8, 2010

"There's No Crying in Baseball"


Noteworthy:
-All of the other T-ball teams started practices a week ago, but we weren't contacted by the coach until Tuesday evening, via email, after Aaron sent a bazillion emails to the director.
-The coach did not show up last night, either.
-All of the other moms brought lawn chairs.
-While Aaron talked to the other dad's, I got to know "Hooters", the mother of the only other girl on Reese's team. I don't know her real name, yet, but I think Hooters gives her a pretty thorough description.
-Reese's team is the Nationals, which is, according to Aaron, the worst team in major league baseball.
-Naturally, the "Yankees" T-ball team were all in matching uniforms, with a crazy practice regimen, and the coaches just called everyone by number. No...not the numbers on their uniforms, just numbers. Apparently there are 3 "Ethan's" on the Yankees, so the coach just calls them "one", "two", and "three".
-Reese was so excited about her first practice that she napped with her pink mitt on.
-She was devastated when we got to the field and she realized she'd left her mitt on the bed.
-The team sponsor is Kleenex....hopefully not because there will be tears and boogers at every game.
-Reese got a t-shirt, she is number 7.
-The kid that got number 4 cried for 10 minutes because "but I'm NOT FOUR anymore, I'm FIVE, now!"
-I thought this was hilarious.
-but Reese understood how he felt and said, "whoa, I'm glad I'm not stuck with a 4 shirt." Then she went over and introduced herself to number 4 (named Drayden, but I'm just calling him "4" now, because apparently that's how they roll in t-ball) and they played catch with the ball she brought, while parents searched for the directer to get a game schedule.
-Reese's hat fits perfectly on my tiny head.
-it drowns Reese's tiny head.
-in addition to the glove, balls, stand, I need to find Reese some teeny tiny pants, socks and baseball cleats. Really. For t-ball.
-All of the kids/parents on Reese's team just went home after getting their shirts, because the coach wasn't there again
-except for Aaron and another dad exchanged phone numbers and are planning their own practices from now on, because, "we did NOT pay $80 bucks to get smoked by the Yankees."

7 comments:

Clandestine Road said...

All I can think of is my favorite quote from that movie, "'Avoid the clap, Jimmy Dugan.' Thanks, Mister!"

Natalie said...

What a LOSER Coach! You should totally oust him and let Aaron take over!! And so it begins...

Erik & Marcie +3 said...

Oh my gosh, this post made me laugh so hard. I agree, Aaron needs to just take over!

Mamarazzi said...

does Aaron have time to coach the team? it dounds like they need someone who is willing to show up!

Mamarazzi said...

is Reese wearing black and white Chuck Taylors??

if yes...

awesome

banananutmeg said...

well, they're generic, but they are lo-top chuck taylor style...with little bling all over the sides in pink, red, blue, and purple.

It was either that, crocs, or church shoes. I've gotta get that girl some real shoes.
Or maybe not, since apparently she needs little cleats for t-ball.

sheena said...

hahaha. jonah doesn't have real shoes either. I seriously don't even know what to get him--we're going to try tball too. I'm nervous.

I'm sorry about your new friend Hooters. welcome to my life here in "the valley"