I am so gonna be that Mom!

Palos Verdes Little League
On Saturday I went with my sister to watch my little cousin play T-ball in a local Little League. It only took like 15 seconds before we were totally entranced by the game and yelling directions to the kids on the field. The first thing you notice, is that this is NOT baseball, this is an excersise in ego stroking. The first inning, every player gets an at-bat no matter what the plays are. Some players use a Tee, some get a pitching machine...and no one keeps score (my aunt calls it PV rules).

But that didn't keep us from totally yelling "The play is at SECOND!!! Throw to Second!!!!" or "Don't run with the ball, throw it!!!!" or "GO! GO! Home Home!" It took me a while to realize that the coaches weren't even telling the kids what to do. Just my sister and I being RABID.

My cousin was on 3rd and we were along the third base line...he said to his coach, "Do I have to run home?" My sister immediately says, "YES, PJ, you will HUSTLE!!!!" On the last play he stood still while a runner moved to second and the batter got to first. But, to his credit, earlier in the game he got the runner out at second, and as the last play of the game he hit a grand slam. Not too shabby for T-ball. But I definitely am that girl, once again.