Tate has become a HUGE Royals fan. When they are actually on TV, he doesn't get to watch many games because he's usually in bed, but he faithfully listens to them on the radio. It has become my job to keep up with the games and tell him the outcome (thank you ESPN scoreboard app).
Sunday afternoon he got to watch the end of the game at my parents' house. It was the bottom of the 10th inning, 2 outs, the bases were loaded and it was a full count for batter, Justin Maxwell: 3 balls- 2 strikes. It doesn't get much better than this in baseball:
I still get goosebumps watching it! Even if they don't get a wild card spot in the playoffs this year (they are 3 games behind), it has been fun listening to the games. I will admit at the beginning of the season, I was not thrilled that Tate wanted to listen to Royals baseball. I grew up listening to the Royals, but baseball has never been my favorite sport. Because of my son's enthusiasm and the Royals' play this season, I have renewed my fan status. (You may call me a fair weather fan.)
After watching the grand slam home run, we went across the street and played an impromptu game of whiffle ball. We aren't nearly as good, but we had a lot of fun and that's all that really matters!
Can you spot the ball Tate just pitched? (The batter, Aunt Amy, missed it too!)
Here's the cheat sheet for those that missed it:
As of right now I don't foresee a pitching career in Major League Baseball for him! They won't be asking Mayer to be a designated hitter either, but we're going to keep working on our game!
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