I should be sobbing with them, maybe,,,,

but I also feel like turning cartwheels cause baseball season just might be over for the year (I whispered that cause I don't wanna go and cause any bad mojo to rain down on me).

Our lads went into this tournament with several handicaps. Our third baseman moved after the state tournament, our first baseman moved to third where he got a bad leg injury in yesterday's game, our catcher had strep throat and played yesterday while sick and couldn't get outta the bed today, and one of our outfielders went on vacation. So the short and sweet of it is the lads just couldn't adjust to the loss of so many men and bit the dust today.

Their little, dirty, tear-stained faces were so sad to see. I wiped a tear or two but this old, tired nanny is so looking forward to a few short weeks of long days of no practices or ballgames. And now I get to spend some time watching these grandbabies grow!!

A funny thing happened to James yesterday at the ballpark (that I missed due to the fact that I stayed in a shady spot instead of walking all the way over to another ballfield to watch the t-ball players with him). Anyway, he was standing under a little, bitty, tree near the fence watching the t-ball players and this guy walks up and stands beside him and starts talking. He pretty much told him his life story which included various stories about his bitch of an ex-wife who was worthless,,etc,,etc.. After a bit he asks James where he's from and James tells him, "Lexa". The guy says, "Oh yeah? My ex-wife is from Lexa", so James asks him who is ex-wife is. The guy says, "Well you know that M****** bunch down there?" James says, "Yeah, I'm a M******". James says the guy turned to stone in an instant with his jaw hanging down to his chest and he stood there about a minute more than slowly eased on over to find another place to stand. It seems the guy was once married to one of James's cousins!