My son is 10 years old. One of the few years I helped coach. We draft a kid and are told he was just cleared to play sports after battling leukemia and was a hair away from dieing a couple of years earlier.
The kid had a great attitude and was actually pretty good but small due to his illness stunting his growth. He played SS most of the time. Everytime that kid smiled or did something good it made me smile.
Well we make it to the championship game. As we get closer to the end of the game with the lead this kid is jumping up and down with every out. We win the game and the kids do their thing with the dog pile and running around the field and I start to choke up. I had to leave the field before trophy presentation so these 10 yos don't see this big goofey guy standing there with tears running down his face. That kid made my year.
Of all the games my son played during those LL years that's the one I enjoyed the most.