On Saturday I finally got to experience “blast ball” with Alex. It’s been going on for quite a while, but I’ve been either working, we’ve been away, or it’s been raining. Alex has attended 2 out of the 8 games. Oh well. Let me just say, I think he will be more into it next year – there is just so much going on, and it’s hard for anyone to stay focused (except for Alex’s friend Henry – he a Blast Ball Boy for sure!). And it was hot – really hot, almost disgustingly hot.
– Check the background of the second picture – see the dad chasing the boy? That’s what is mostly going on during the games.
– I have a feeling I’m going to turn into one of those psycho sport moms – at one point I was dragging Alex to the base. Better work on that….