Three years separate my sons. My oldest, Drew, graduated from the Little League® program last year. Our league doesn’t have a division beyond Majors, so he’s playing for a few other teams in the area. He’s doing great there, just like he did during his Little League days. As a Little Leaguer®, he played up […]
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Joe gave me a glare I’ll never forget. He was one of our long-time umpires, and I was a long-time coach in our league. Like any coach, I did my share of grumbling about the umpiring. Usually, I kept those complaints to myself, muttering under my breath. This time, I was a bit louder, and […]
I started my son in the Little League® Tee Ball program when he was four. I had worked with him quite a lot prior to that. I know that may sound weird working with a kid at such a young age, but his older brother played baseball, so he was always around. The sport came […]
It’s pretty fair to say that I’m a baseball junkie. I have been one for as long as I can remember. My Mancave is an MLB shrine with everything from autographed baseballs to pennants to rugs to cardboard cutouts of players. When I sit in my New York Yankees chair watching a game, I keep […]
It was around this time last year when I made a decision I still regret. I chose not to sign my daughter up again for Little League Softball®. I told Katie in the car on the way to a playdate with one of her friends. “Why?” was all she asked. I struggled to find an […]
Throughout last season, I was one of those parents who regularly complained. I wasn’t over-the-top at all, and tried to act as courteous and professional as I could. That said, I expressed my feelings whenever I thought it was necessary. And, I thought it was necessary quite often. I shared my thoughts on how I […]