Isaac and his team played their hearts out tonight against the number one seed. And they won. At this point, I'm not sure why I was so surprised; they've improved steadily as the season has progressed and as of this moment, they've won a whopping 9 of their last 10 games. (And the one they didn't win? It was that marathon 8-inning effort last week that they wound up losing by one lowly run. And yep: that's the other team left standing.) They've worked hard and they've really, truly, honestly earned their spot in tomorrow's championship.
But in a weird way, it's also hard to win. My heart broke a little for my good friend's son, who pitched several really strong innings for the other team and came out on the losing end. So when one of my fellow moms aggressively cheered for the other team during the post-game handshakes, I joined her. Because at the end of the day, when their heads hit their pillows, they're all just little boys. And any team can win --or lose-- at any time. And it's always good to be kind. So thanks, Erin, for the powerful reminder that we always need to prioritize doing what's right and good.
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