2nd cup of coffee:
From there, we got this far:
One day, I took Brian and Scott to the little park near hour house.
We spent an hour hitting off the tee and live throwing, and decided to find somewhere else to practice throwing as others wanted the back stop for their kids.
At some point, I placed a glove in a bush and stepped off 30 feet, and challenged Brian to knock that glove out of the bush with the promise that I would buy him a brand new bat.
I didn’t have the money for a new bat, but that kid fired that ball and knocked that glove out of that bush.
I was amazed and tickled!
But now I had to find the money for a new bat.
I did find the money, and rewarded him with that new aluminum bat.
For years, Brian and Scott had the best equipment available to the point where, when they went up to bat in high school, their bats never left the plate.
Each kid would hit, lay the bat down on the way to first and the next kid would pick that bat up.
One school even tried to steal that bat from our ‘visitor’ dugout at their school.
We caught them trying to throw a tarp over it at the end of the game.
I replaced that bat at least four times through warranties and purchases. Over $200 a piece at that time.
Brian continued to play ball into his thirties until he got too worn out and injured but he batted 427 in high school and received both the offense and defense awards for his senior year.
Scott pitched college ball and at one time was on the highway billboard in Duluth to advertise for the summer league.
There’s much more to this story, but what I’m saying is: give them an open door to do their best at what they love.
We played ball 11 months out of the year here in Tucson.
So may wins and defeats, ups and downs … just like life!
P.S. I never asked them to play … they just started and never quit, and are still that way about everything they do.
All four of my kids drive ‘it’ forward.
I didn’t have a dad around, but putting that glove in that bush just seemed the right thing to do. … Take the Challenge!
My nature. It just seems the right thing to do! rdd
That photo: Lyle, Hank, and Julian Bue … my grandad and 2 of his kids … Hank and Julian are in the South Dakota baseball hall of fame.
Of course you have stories. Of course my other two have been successful!
Why did I tell this story? Because, looking back, I am amazed, as it flew through my mind this morning at second cup of coffee.
Brian’s pinned scar from when he snapped his upper arm in two during a throw from center field, after pitching hard for 6 innings while playing adult civilian summer league. … tough ball.
Have a nice day!