Last Wednesday night, Luke's game went into extra-innings
because the teams were tied at the end of time, but one team had to emerge
victorious...the parents were getting upset by, what they considered bad calls
and we were all exhausted when the game ended at 10:15...it started at 7:15.
Previously, I'd not seen parents get worked up, but this time, yes. I calmly
told one mom that she needed to walk away from behind home plate because the
things she was yelling would only serve to antagonize the ump and that would
not go well for the kids. Plus, she doesn't want her son (who was playing
catcher) to see her acting this way. She did walk away. I also told a father
basically the same thing and then we calmly talked and I let him tell me what
he was upset about. I told him I totally understood, I saw it that way too,
etc. Good grief! When we won the game, our kids were so happy and the other
team’s kids were all crying. It was CRAZY. We didn't get home and in bed until
11:00. We have all been sick...upper-respiratory...congestion and
tiredness...these baseball games aren't helping either. Luke’s team lost the
next game, but I don't think anyone was too torn up about it. They ended the
regular season in 5th place (which seeded them into the tournament) and,
through tournament play, ended the season in 3rd place, so they moved themselves
up. Plus, they exacted revenge on the Yankees and I think that was an important
thing to them.
Friday, Ruth had her last tee ball game and Uncle Richard
and Aunt Kathy came. Saturday was closing ceremonies at which Richard was the
impromptu Master of Ceremonies. Sunday, Luke had to try out for All-Stars
because they had 32 kids sign up for 24 slots. Only 20 kids showed up for try
outs, so they all made the team (there are 2 teams). Instead of saying, “See you for practice
tomorrow”, they went ahead and took the kids through tryouts, but had NO
mechanism for recording data to come up with any way to distinguish the skills
of one over the other. This was highly
frustrating for Richard (who is coaching, but not managing). While Luke and Richard were at tryouts, I
took Paul, Ruth and Mary to Paul’s end of the season baseball party, then we
all met up at church where Luke and Paul were altar servers. Then it was off to Paul’s All Star baseball
practice (where Paul his a home run during the scrimmage).
Cub Scout Day Camp started yesterday – Luke, Paul, Ruth and
Richard went…Ruth could go because Richard is volunteering. They came home having had a good time, but
were tired. We made Paul lie down and
rest because he had a baseball game at 6:00 – the game was canceled due to
rain. They are thinking they'll start the tournament on Thursday now and
reschedule all the games. We've been told to expect "multiple games on
Saturday and Sunday" - fine. Luke's age group (still haven't decided on
teams yet) did practice last night and, according to Richard, Luke did well at
practice.
Day Camp was canceled today and tomorrow - too much rain and
bad weather possibility from Tropical Storm Bill. The boys (and Ruth) were
bummed and they are now ALL home ALL day. They are all wearing their day camp
t-shirts and I've bitten my tongue and let them do it...even though that means
I'll have to wash them again...I had just washed them to have them ready for
this morning.