Articles by Jimmy Chesire :: Page 3
It’s been an unusually wet month. WHIOTV7 weather says we’ve had 4.04 inches of rain this month and that the normal amount of rain in July is 2.91 inches. “This isn’t T-ball,” Erin Fink exclaimed. “It’s mud ball!”
I love the mud balls and mud puddles. In fact, I yearn for the days before the Village put in drainage pipes, which drain the field after a good rain, forever eliminating the great six-foot-diameter, 28 square feet of water puddles of yesteryear.
We couldn’t believe that Rylie had not batted an eye at this fiery-hot line drive that had just drilled her. We expected tears. What we got was this beautiful 5-year-old casually picking up the ball to throw it.
Why don’t you come on out and let our kids throw some baseballs at you, Friday nights, 6:30 at Gaunt Park? You might like it. Then again, you might not.
It was 80 degrees and sunny sunny sunny, a perfect day for the first night of T-ball.
It was raining steadily, heavily, when I got to Gaunt Park at 6:20 p.m. The park was empty. Just me and the steady rain. Then around 6:30 p.m., two cars pulled into the parking lot.
Julia Camard, 2, came to the tee and picked up the ball, taking it off the tee, and reached for the one I held in my right hand. “Okay,” I said, and switched balls with her.
What is truly remarkable about this T-ball program? It is the kids themselves.
They’re considerate, these T-ball kids. Cruz Drew, 6, took me aside around 7:30 p.m. to explain to me he was sorry.
It was another wonderful night at T-ball.