Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Aim Batter, Batter.

Take me out to the ball game.
Take me out to the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks
I don't care if I never get back.
For it's root, root, root, for the home team.
If they don't win it's a shame.
For it's 1, 2, 3 strikes you're out.
At the ol' ball game!

As a child I remember sitting through little league game after little league game for my younger brothers team. And when we weren't sitting at a game there was always a game on TV. I remember going to Grandpa O'Connor's house and he always, without fail had a ball game on.
I guess the love of the game has been passed onto my littlest ball player.



Sign this little slugger up.

1 comment:

mom said...

Sign him up! Better get him a decent BB cap too. Go Indian's. Course Gpa liked the Bo Sox better.