Smiley dislikes going to the batting cages because his sister's outdo him there. To rectify this, I took him outside and started back at the basics: grip, stance ("belly button, eyes, knees! "), stride, and swing. Then, just as I learned back in the day, I broke out practice golf balls and pitched to him. By the end he raked a few, including one that he drove into my hip! Good job little man!
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