Logan pitched in her first game ever last night. Both our team and our opponents were short on "seasoned" pitchers last night due to a choir performance at the Akron Aeros game. Prior to last night Logan had such fear of being called on to pitch in a game. She had seen only one other third grader on our team attempt the feat before. That girl had a rough time throwing strikes and ended up in tears. Logan, whose emotions are often delicate anyway, wanted nothing to do with that experience. Anyhow, her coach told her that she was going to pitch in the 4th inning. She was nervous and I knew that if she walked anyone she was going to fall apart in tears. Well didn't she surprise me? I had told her before she went to the mound that she would walk someone and that great pitchers can shake that off and stick with it. Well she must have taken it to heart. The other team did score the 7 run limit that inning. Logan did walk a few runs home, but she threw a lot of strikes too and even recorded her first strikeout. And most importantly, despite the walks and despite the runs - NOT A TEAR WAS SHED! In fact a short time later I cuaght her smiling and giggling to herself - She wouldn't tell me why. Later in the car she told me that she felt really good about herself and that she surprised herself by feeling comfortable on the mound and that she was proud of her accomplishment. What more can a parent ask for than the kind of genuine joy that makes a girl smile and giggle through adversity?
I love being a dad!
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