I was watching a 15U game this weekend. Again, it’s 15U – basically kids who are rising sophomores. We’re not talking little boys here. Most of the players are man-size or close to it.
It was the change of an inning and the pitcher was on the mound for warm-ups. And, here comes a “mom” with a catchers mitt to warm him up. Well, that was a first in the ten years that I have been watching youth baseball. I never even saw that in 8U or 9U when the kids first learn to pitch. And, all she had was a mitt. No mask or any other protective gear on. I turned to a dad standing next to me and said “I’ve never seen this. I hope she doesn’t get hurt.”
Well, the kid throws his first warm-up and it’s an easy one right down the middle. She catches it clean and then fires the ball back to the pitcher and pops his glove. “Holy crap!” I said to the other dad, “She throws better than me!” (For the record, I’m 57 and have torn most of my bicep tendons in my throwing arm.)
Here comes the next pitch and it’s wild, right. It bounces in the left-hander’s batter’s box. What happens? She backhands it on the short hop and picks it clean. Bam. She really made it look effortless. She looked like Yadi.
Next warm-up, even more wild, further right, and she backhands it again with a clean pick. Then she fires it back at the pitcher, like she’s done it a thousand times and this is nothing new. By now, the catcher has his gear on and takes over for her and continues the warm-ups.
Me and the other dad are standing there with our eyes popping out over what we just saw. And, I said to him “Where the hell was she when I was looking to get married?”
It really was amazing.