My oldest son, "Sparky," is in his first year of baseball. I'm not an official coach, but I'm one of the dads who helps out. Sort of by default, my customary position has been first base coach. I didn't think there would be much action down there...at this level, the hitters are limited to singles, no steals...not much to do as a first base coach. I wondered at times why I should even stand out there.
Well, I found my answer. And now, halfway through the season, I've begun pushing the other dads out there to take an inning or three. Because what I've experienced is something every father of a son should get a chance to experience:
There is nothing quite like the feeling you get watching your son hit a baseball, and being there at first base to greet him when he reaches it safely.
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Something you'll always remember! :) What a great post in honor of Father's Day!
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