My son's team lost a really close one last night 4-3. He is a senior and this ended his high school career. It has been a fun ride with him receiving several state-wide honors. His dad and I have been active with his bb teams since day one 12 years ago. This morning I'm kind of numb - not sure if that is due to the late night drive home or the realization that his fun high school career is over. The summer stretches out long before he heads off to play college ball at Walters State in east TN. I know it will pass quickly but . . . this is the first summer in a dozen that we've not been on a ball field somewhere. It's true what one poster on here says "Watching my son play ball is just another day in paradise."
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