The Invasion baseball team had a tournament at Garret Park this weekend. We were not going to be able to make it Saturday, so my man and I went to half of two games on Friday evening. ‘Twas a beautimous evening for baseball. The sun was shining, just a nip of chill, but nothing a jacket couldn’t handle. We sat; we cheered.
We visited with family and friends; we cheered some more; we screamed our heads off when Matthew made a running catch in outfield and threw it for a close double play; we screamed some more when he made a third catch and ended that inning.
Friendships were formed and deepened this season. Personalities were expanded. As I took a picture of Josiah, he said, “Let’s get one with Bird.” Who? “Bird.” Oh, that would be Matthew. It’s so strange for them to go out into the world and make a name for themselves. The fact that “Bird” is a shortened version of “Jailbird” from when he was grounded…eh, details…