You Stand on Second Base

Tonight, Wills kickball team consisted of only 3 children. There are 8 assigned to his team, but everyone must be on vacation or sick.

When his team batted, the runner always ran through first to second, otherwise, there would be no one to bat them home. Since there were only 3 of them, the same little girl ended up being the last batter each inning and she'd have to run the entire bases before the teams could swap positions. Did I mention it was 104 here today?

At first, our team tried putting parents on the bases when in outfield. They had all three kids near the pitchers mound. Each would take a turn catching the ball and pitching it to a base. The coach decided to have each kid pitch to their parent instead of calling out where they should pitch it. Which was a mistake.

You'd have a child run all the way to home plate, pick up the ball, step aside so the runner coming home could come in and then run all the way to first base and give their parent the ball.

So the second time his team was in the outfield, they put the kids on the bases and the parents fielded the balls. Normally, each child will have one parent on the field with them. But since the parents were playing the kids were left to their own devices on the basies. Which was pretty funny from the sidelines.

Until . . .

Will was told to stand on second base. And he's very literal. I see child after child running for second base and he just stands right in the middle of it glaring at him -- I think he's practising to be a goalie. Steve can't see him, since he's on the pitchers mound. Some of the runners just sort of touch 2nd base, some don't even go close.

Then a boy comes that appearently was told to get on the bases and the next thing I know there is a king of the base shoving match going on in the outfield.

I clearly see the other child tell Will to get off the base, and Will tell him no. The runner pushes Will and Will pushes back. The entire time no one in the outfield is even noticing.

I finally pulled my lazy ass out of my comfy chair in the shade and walked out to 2nd base to corral my son. While there I had a nice converstion with the runner about my awesome rainbow sun shades; so it wasn't a totally waisted trip.

At my age, you take compliments any where you can get them.