At Smiley's insistence I pitched to him again yesterday in the backyard, but he's much improved and I got sick of losing balls over the fence. So I took him to the batting cages, site of many a confidence crushing day for him. His study is paying off. He made contact with a vast majority of the 120 pitches he saw, baseball and softball, and drove a few with authority. He's come a long way, and if his interest continues he should make a fine hitter.
Published writer, compulsive reader, Old School Whovian, Match Game enthusiast, NKOTB fan, data hoarder, and - surprisingly, given that list - married with four kids. Welcome to my take on life, fatherhood, entertainment, and whatever strikes my fancy. Enjoy!
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