It was a beautiful, beautiful day outside: clear skies, sunshine, warm temps. And baseball. That too.
Today's game didn't exactly go the Spartans' way (and that's definitely an understatement) but my cute not-so-little number 7 (who is seen here leading off 2B) had a good time playing anyway. (Before he got to second base, he dove back and forth to first about 15 times, courtesy of a deluge of pick-off attempts by the pitcher. And any time he can get himself
that dirty during a game, he's a happy boy.)
And in the end, I think that's what matters.
So for the game and the dirt and the lovely day outside, I'm grateful.
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