Even for stock art you find by searching “crying kid baseball,” this is pretty heartbreaking.
Washington Post — The season ended, as seasons often do, before anyone was ready, in 2.5 seconds of heartbreaking blur. A surprise double play, shortstop to second to first, that was over before most of us realized it started, mostly because they don’t usually turn double plays in Little League. We didn’t even get the luxury of getting down to our last out. Everything broke the Cardinals’ way, and we were still in it for 5 and a third innings. A nail-biter for an hour and 49 minutes, and it’s over in a finger-snap. Baseball’ll break your heart.
And though he’s not really a “sports kid” so much as a “books about dragons” kid, Little League brought out those feelings, tons of feelings, way too many feelings, not just in my son but basically everyone wearing a youth-sized Yankees hat.
This, people, was the crying-est bunch of boys you ever saw.
The full story at On Parenting by the Washington Post.
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October 16th, 2015 at 11:50 am
Great article. While the games do not matter in the grand scheme of things, they do matter to the players, as they should. Why play if you don’t care about it? As a coach, it took me awhile to accept the crying. Now I just bring a box of tissues to my team’s games.
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October 16th, 2015 at 12:25 pm
Brilliant plan. And you’re right, I’m glad my kid cared about the outcome. Thanks for reading.
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January 6th, 2016 at 9:06 am
[…] to what Jimmy Dugan said there is crying in baseball. Lots of it. (Jeff Vrabel wrote a great piece on it .) Now I’m making him pick up his bat, walk it into the dugout and have a chat with me. […]
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