I have always said that my youngest was born with a baseball bat in his hand.
It all started when he was 3 years old and was on his first baseball team.
He may not have been big in size but he was big in his love of the game.
We started him out in our church league but when it became apparent that he needed something more, we moved to the rec league at our local park.
The first team he was on was the Cardinals.
He was very proud of his first uniform.
Check out those practice swings.
When he first started out he was number 10 like his favorite player, Chipper Jones, from the Atlanta Braves. I don’t remember even knowing the names of professional baseball players when I was 4 years old.
In the Spring season of the same year, his team was the Atlanta Braves. Go figure.
His daddy was the coach and they came in first place in the season that year.
The trophy is almost as big as he is.
After the Spring season, some of the players are asked to play on All Stars.
Zachary was asked and was very excited.
They even got to play some games at a local park that had astro turf on their field.
That was really cool to all these boys.
I think this is the smallest catcher ever!!
The next fall we were back at it. This would be his last year in T-ball and they were the Cubs.
He hadn’t grown very much since last season but look at the determination on his face.
In the Spring they were the Giants.
He rightfully earned the position of “circle” or pitcher as it is called when you get older.
Love the form. See what I mean by being a natural.
End of year party with a very happy and proud daddy. Who was, as you may guess, the coach again.
This concludes our T-Ball career. Stay tuned for PeeWee, Minor and some of Majors, which is the level Zachary is playing now.