Dugout days
The author reflects on his experiences in baseball, both as a player and a coach. He shares emotional moments from his son's Little League games and his own memories of playing in various leagues. The article highlights the significance of the dugout as a place of camaraderie and personal growth throughout his life.
- ▪The author experienced a poignant moment watching his son play in what could be his last Little League game.
- ▪He reminisces about his own baseball career, which included seven years of organized play and coaching his children.
- ▪The dugout has been a significant place for the author, filled with memories of joy, camaraderie, and personal development.
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FALLS CHURCH, Virginia — I knew it could be his last Little League at-bat. I hoped it wasn’t. We were down 2-0 with two outs in the bottom of the sixth. If Sean could get on base, the top of the order would come up and maybe make some playoff magic happen. I was emotional as my youngest son stepped into the left-handed batter’s box. But it turns out I wasn’t emotional enough. Recommended Stories On This Day: The Continental Congress calls for a 10,000-man strategic reserve to protect the middle colonies James Talarico’s problematic ‘God is nonbinary’ timeline The CIA’s insane gold bars scandal This wasn’t the end of Sean’s baseball career, after all — he will keep playing middle school ball. His oldest brother still has another year of varsity to come.
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