Who cares if we had to drive an hour to sit in 40-degree windy temperatures and see the Royals lose to Marathon 10-0? They were finally playing ball!
Other than it was a bit chilly and we were grateful for the sun, there is not much to report from the game. They got on base and we didn't. Carter took stats and didn't even get a chance at bat. That likely might be the case for awhile, unfortunately.
They have 18 kids on the high school team -- with I think 9 being freshmen -- so we don't have enough for a JV team. Instead we have a large varsity team and few freshmen will see an opportunity to play. At the beginning anyway. Once we start making up games and cramming double-headers into the schedule, they'll see some playing time.
I'm a bit bummed, even though I know this is the reality of it. Hopefully Carter gets a chance to prove himself -- and then does! If not, we'll just go with the flow and be happy the team is able to play. We have another game on the road tomorrow, when it's allegedly going to be 67 degrees, so hopefully all around it will be more tolerable.
Carter and I got home about 8:30 (Jim is at an NFL draft party) and right away I noticed the pretty full moon. So I dug out my tripod, walked around the neighborhood and found a decent angle. Enjoy... It's one of the more successful moments of the day, er night!
Good night, moon!
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