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A Sporty Day

Yesterday was a crazy day for us. The Boy played in three sporting events in just a few hours.
3:00 p.m. Staley Freshman played basketball against Smithville. Staley won. In the last minute. I kid you not. We were losing by 7 with a minute left and ended up winning. It was a great game.
This is The Boy, making a basket in his first game.

The Boy then played a second game of basketball at 5:00 p.m.. This is The Boy, missing a shot in the second game. Staley Freshman played Park Hill South. Staley won this game as well.

At 8:30 p.m. The Boy and The Hawks played a game of baseball. This is The Boy, warming up and switching gears. Notice he has glasses on. He needs them now to see the ball.

This photo is The Boy's error in the game. NO, this is not warm up.

The Boy and his friend, sitting out. The Hawks were down 7 to 1. We rallied back. Hawks had the last at bat.  I know I just posted about enjoying close games more than a blow out. Karma got me on that one. We did not win this game until the last inning, over the time limit of the game.

Here is The Boy, I believe he was run 5 or 6. If you look closely, he has his tongue out in all the photos. Another of my father's traits coming out in The Boy.  What I did not get a photo of but I must say...The Hawks were tied up 8-8 the last inning. We had two runners on base.  The Boy came up to bat. He had a 3:1 count and he swung at a pitch. He knocked it clear to left field, made it safely to first base, and drove in the go ahead run. YEAH! Another win for the Hawks and a total confidence booster for The Boy!

We got home about 10:30. Tired. Both the Husband and myself have to be up and at work early. Thankfully, tonight we have no plans. At 5:30 p.m., I am already in my jammies! I am wondering if I can get away with serving cereal for dinner.

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