Fall Baseball

Baseball...Fall Baseball.  A time for fundamentals.  A time for technique.  A time for laying in the grass pretending to be a scuba diver...Davis...What are you doing?  :)  This Fall has been a great season for both Sam and Davis.  Sam has improved a lot since he last played, and probably in the top half of the hitters on the team.  He swings that bat hard driving two into the outfield  this year.  Davis has enjoyed the season, but I think just enjoys playing.  Not as much the baseball part, but the playing part.  

Davis Plays Catcher?  Davis' Coach tells me that Davis cracks him up all of the time out in the field.  One day Davis was out in the field with a face that looked very serious.  The coach asked him "Davis, you ready".  "No" he replied..."I've got to go to the bathroom right now".  And off he went.

But the funnier story is the catcher story.  His coach said he about cracked up when Davis got ready to get in the field, putting all of this Catcher gear on, marched up to the coach with a little waddle in all that gear, looked up high at him through that big Catcher Mask, and said "Coach, Where do I play?"

Look at that swing.  Full extension all the way thru.  Just got to get him interested in the throwing and catching part.  He's still not too excited about that part, although his fielding is much improved.

I was so proud of Davis the other night at baseball practice.  I have been pitching a bucket of balls to him while we are at the ball field with Sam, and he is starting to hit a few more.  Most in the game he has to hit off of the tee.  He has some issues with focus.  Usually watching some kids playing near by even as the pitch flies by...then he swings.  Anyway, the coach divided them up into two teams of 4 for the practice, and they each got one hit per inning.  They got 5 strikes before the coach called them out, and Davis was the last batter for the team needing a hit to win the game.  He was of course at 4 strikes never really coming close to the ball, and the coach reminded him that it was all up to him.  The last pitch came in and boom, he hit it hard right up the middle past 2nd base and into the outfield.  Jumping up on first base as his team clapped that he had won the game for them.  

After practice, I gave him a big high five and told him he did a great job.  "Dave" I said, "That was an awesome hit, did you see how far it went".  "No" he said with excitement... "I had my eyes closed, did it go far?".  Dear me, I guess the blind squirrel did find a nut.