Baseball!!!
(But WHO gotta a Salt and Peppa flash back?!?!)
This is the 2nd year for middle chicklet to play travel baseball. If you don't know about travel baseball, it is CRAZY! They play 65-70 games a season. It's pretty intense.
Within the travel league, there are 3 different levels - AA, AAA & Majors. AA is the lowest level with Majors being the highest.
Last year, Middle Chicklet was on AAA team and, talent wise, was about the middle of the team. We had a FANTASTIC team. The kids played very well together and won 3 out of the 4 main tournaments we were in. BUT - one of the coaches was an ass so we felt it necessary to move MC to another team.
On this new team, MC is one of the top two kids. It's a new team, with about 1/2 of them playing All-stars last year (so no experience with travel) and the other 1/2 coming from various travel teams. As is the case with any new organization, they have to work (play) together for a while before they start playing as a whole. In virtually every case, these type of teams are classified as AA teams. It just gives them time to learn how to play together.
This weekend's tournament was a DISASTER. Our AA team was put up against three different Majors teams. Our last game today was 18-0. The game was called with the mercy rule after a GRAND SLAM put us over the 15 run limit.
MC has enough behavior issues that, truthfully, I don't CARE if we win or lose. I just want him to have fun and have a GOOD ATTITUDE. But this weekend, aaahhhh, was awful.
They played terrible. They really did.
BUT.....
They were put up against boys who were corn fed and had serious meat on their bones.
They were put up against boys who have played together since being weaned from their mother's teats. (Perhap that is a bit of an exaggeration, but you get my point!)
They were put up against boys whose dad's words of encouragement were "It's about time you hit one hard!"
They were put up against boys whose mommas might climb the fence to "whoop their ass" (direct quote, people) if they didn't hit that ball!!!
Basically, the pressure was on....and they cracked. They overthrew balls. They dropped simple pop ups. They swung at pitches that were three feet over their heads. Simply, they were overwhelmed. But who wouldn't be.
It was hard to watch. But I'm sure it was harder to play.
So, I'm sorry, MC, for announcing to the blog world that your team sucked.
Maybe I'll let you borrow my tweezers.
Let's Talk About
http://jayefamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-talk-about.html
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Then...on to the swings. 
