It never changes. My son had his first start last night at a new school, in a new state, with new kids, and a new coach, pitching against a fairly highly regarded lefty pitcher going to a d=1. It never goes away, parents of pitchers have it the worst. If son is awesome, fine. If son stinks, you feel the pressure on him.
I like to sit behind the plate and watch the action. I like to see the ball movement. I will never stop getting nervous.
It was nice to chalk up a win and get the first one out of the way.
the Florida Bombers
"I love the HSBBW"