Storm Front Arriving: A View from the Baseball Field

As I sat at my son’s baseball game on Sunday this week, an unforecasted, unexpected storm front moved in.  We watched as the thick ominous massive gray clouds worked their way towards us, as we sat in the hot sun under bright blue skies.  Wind started whipping us from behind. No one was prepared for rain, but being Northwesterners and baseball moms, we all had umbrellas in the car, alongside the bottles of water, extra coats, blankets, sunscreen, snacks, stadium seats, and folding chairs (you just never know what you’ll be needing.)  This was the championship game of a 4 day weekend tournament.  Please don’t get rained out!  Please don’t see lightning!  The wind started to hit us in the face, blowing the storm straight our way.

The player’s pants were waving in the wind, but the rain held off.  The game ended up being a blowout in just 5 innings as we had used up all our pitchers and had to put in boys that hadn’t pitched in 2 years.  My son, the catcher, ended up having to pitch the 4th inning. The 18U team won the day, defeating our 16U team.  The last required inning, our coach told the boys to go out and play any position they wanted – first come, first served.  They had a blast playing that last half inning, laughing and being goofballs, yet still trying to do their best.

The rain came down in buckets just minutes after loading up the car.

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