At dinner after my son’s first game of the year, I proposed a toast, but I couldn’t help watering it down with a word of caution.
Here’s to you! You went two-for-three (and it would have been better if the grounder you hit at the terrified first baseman hadn’t been too fast to dodge), got an RBI, and scored from third on a passed ball with a good hard slide. You were the winning pitcher, with one strike-out and a nice cool fielding assist.
You know, there’s no way it’s always going to be this good, so enjoy it while it lasts.
Plus, in my role as Team Parent, I got to scorekeep and cheerlead.