Let's change the Kharma/Karma around here

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Originally posted by TPM:
...let's look back at what stood out most in your mind. You can go back as far as you want to.

Hands down...Khrushchev pounding his desk with his shoe at a United Nations General assembly back in October of 1960.

My sincere congratulations TPM.

For me it was 2B being 2B. A little fuzz on his upper lip, a few more inches taller and some muscles, 5th in his class academically, and a most fantastic freshman baseball season.

And, just for you gotwood, seeing our President tell the Pope, "awesome speech."

"Awesome speech. It was Pope-a-lifilious!"

Can we keep it to baseball?

Yeah gotwood stick to baseball will you---LOL

Sorry - I was just about to delete that! But I'm glad it was appreciated.

Baseball it is.
1991 - Braves worst to first!

A year ago.........being with dear friends watching ESPN as their son's name was called. What a thrilling experience!

This spring, watching one son pitching with other son catching. A mom couldn't ask for more Priceless!

gw4s--nothing positive to say about our sons' baseball, BUT!!!!

I had the very enjoyable opportunity and experience of meeting and hanging out with SEVEN websters, on six different occasions (one was a two fer). And became friends with more...and closer friends with a few special ones.

If it wasn't for this website, I wouldn't have these special people in my life!!!!


+++++oops, I just saw all the other posts. Shall I delete this? I really have nothing to say otherwise, besides, YES! Our family needs a change of Kharma!!!! That would be a very positive change!

For me it was the first time I got to play catch with a major leaguer..(I was 46 at the time and had wanted to do that my whole life)

For my eldest it was playing catch with him while seeing the look on the face of my youngest as he watched us (10 year difference..to this day he says it was the sound of the sizzle and pop that made him love the game so much...he's 18 now and we still play catch a couple of times a week at least).
For my youngest, it was seeing him get to sit next to his grandfather and talk through a Cubs vs Braves game at Turner (I had the same privledge with my Grandfather at a Rangers game a way back..so I know what it meant).

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Oh my goodness how my memory gets so dim.

I have a vague memory of a player for the Reds I think. Hairy little guy or gal. Named Laika as I recall. Could really belt them outta' the park...put 'em into orbit actually!







Ok...ok...I'll be good and leave you guys alone.


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Woody,
I was actually making the comment before someone else did.

Predictable or Typical? LOL

Woodrow - would you please quit goofing around and try and stay on topic

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Originally posted by ClevelandDad:
Woodrow - would you please quit goofing around and try and stay on topic

I think this guy was more into dogma than kharma. But based on how things went in his country I think his dogma was run over by someone's kharma.

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C'mon you two...us gulag guys have lots of field prep to do!

Thanks TPM.

T-ball: very first game, littleBOF comes up and his coach tells the other coach "you might want to move your "pitcher" back a little", ignores him, littleBOF smacks one off the kids head and ball goes skipping off into the outfield. (don't worry rubber ball, kid was more scared than hurt) Everyone is running over to little pitcher rolling around on the ground and littleBOF already has his mind made up he is going to get a "home run" and is motoring around the bases circling the chaos in the middle of the diamond paying no attention to it, just seeing that no one was going after the ball.

Fast forward to last week at his BB award banquet where he was picking up his trophy for “offensive player of the year” Coach looks at him and says “he’s not really as fast as he thinks he is” Same approach separated by 9 years of countless memories.

TPM,

Great idea and we all do need to be more positive. I am curious how to spell Kharma/karma ????

Yesterday our JV coach was up helping with the varsity sectional game. About 1 hour before game time he had all the varsity players line up, almost shoulder to shoulder, and slowly pick the daisies out of the infield! It took me back to farm league days when the little outfielders would forget about the game and be picking daisies. Some of the parents would stand by the OF fence to remind their boys to pay attention( hmm....future helicopter parents?)

The JV coach is too young to understand why I was laughing but it really took me back in time.

Son just had his last hs game - so lots of time on memory lane. Favorites: 4 years old, he played tee ball. Cutest little blue eyed, tow-headed boy you ever saw...he's in the outfield, 3rd out and the whole team's runnin off the field, except my boy b/c he was too busy waving at me. Skip ahead to 10 years old. Hits a home run - first ten year old anyone had ever remembered hitting a homer on that field - everyone at the game amazed. Rest of the game his whole team over-achieved. Kids who couldn't catch made amazing plays, kids who had never hit, made amazing hits and we beat our big rival 8-4 for the first time that year. Skip ahead to senior year in high school - culmination of all those years and all that hard work. Great year, lots of accomplishments and memories. It has been fun. Looking forward to a whole new ball game next year in college.

Tee ball and riding on the fire truck in the parade downtown, being pulled up to minors at 8 yearsold and dad standing in the driveway as we come home to tell him he had been pulled up.
9-10 allstars , hitting a triple with bases loaded in the 9th inning of an extra inning game.
cooperstown new york when he was 11. great time great memories.
High school baseball, now its senior year. he was just named MVP of league, he hit over .500 this year, we won the division and won the first playoff game he got his dream of D1 baseball, a shot at it. and every game in between that. all the barbecues, sleep overs with teammates, road trips for travel ball, friends for life, so many wonderful memories and more to come.

Aww-w-w, this is a fun thread. Lots of great memories.

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I had the very enjoyable opportunity and experience of meeting and hanging out with SEVEN websters, on six different occasions (one was a two fer).

I had the distinct privilege of meeting playbaseball when she was here in Minneapolis with her softball-playing daughter. I'm sure I will never forget that day, in part because Annette is such a sweet, spunky, fun, cute and caring lady, but also because as we were each driving to meet each other for dinner, we heard the news on our car radios of the 35W bridge collapse on August 1, 2007. I hope we get to meet again someday under less memorable circumstances!

Julie

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Originally posted by MN-Mom:
I hope we get to meet again someday under less memorable circumstances!

What day is the Hindenburg due into Lakehurst? I would avoid meeting that day.

I just found son's first AAU coach is a new poster on HSBBW! We are exchanging PMs about the team from ten years back. It's all coming back to me now. Those were great times for sure. Who'd-a thunk it would lead us to here.

I love this place!

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And it loves you!

Baseball has given us a lifetime (his) of memories. One stands out for older son when he was 13 playing up on a 16U team. He was thrown by chance into pitching the championship game of a big tourney.
He gave up 6 runs in the first inning, the whole team was a little rocky to start, errors from guys who never made them, etc. I could tell he was upset with himself. The parents were all saying to take him out, "why is the 13 year old pitching anyway?"
"get him out of there", "he just lost it for us", my tummy was in a knot, and I was also hurting for him. Coach left him in and he threw a no hitter the next 6 innings, we came back to win 7-6. We were so proud of his composure and his fierce desire to win that game. The thing that makes this memory stay with me though, is after the game, the coach called everyone around as he was about to hand out the game ball. Coach gave the ball to his own son (common practice). Everyone was kind of quiet and uncomfortable, even the parents that had complained earlier were a little shocked and confused. But my son jumped up and shook the kids hand with a smile on his face, then he winked at me.
On the way home I asked what the wink was about-
he says "Mom, I don't need a game ball to remember today, I'll never forget it, that was so much fun!" That was the day the fire got lit in his belly and it's still goin' strong.

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One stands out for older son when he was 13 playing up on a 16U team.

When my son was thirteen I received a call from the coach of the 16U JV prep summer team. He wanted my son to play a doubleheader due to some unavailable players.

I told my son he would probably play left and bat last. The only expectation would be to not screw up. I laughed and told him there's nothing different between him and sixteen years olds except a foot, (he was 5'2"), they had razors and driver's licenses.

When I dropped him off for BP you could see the WTF look on the other player's faces. When I returned for the game my son informed me the expectations were a little higher. He was leading off and playing second. He wasn't nervous.

In his first at-bat he doubled, stoled third and scored on a sac fly. The other players lost their WTF look. Over the day he went 3-5, two walks and took one in the shoulder with the bases loaded for an rbi.

Two things stood out more than the stats. In his first at-bat he didn't bite on a 1-2 curve in the dirt. It had more bite than any curve he had ever seen. Later in the game he stood his ground and got hammered turning two. That's when I had the feeling he could compete.