Another Thing I Like about T-Ball

Coaching t-ball makes you an optimist. While I would like think I lean toward the glass is half-full anyway, when you coach t-ball, everything is a good thing. Let me give some examples:

The pitcher picks up the ball, immediately turns toward first base and fires a rocket (OK, a nerf rocket) over to the first baseman, who sticks up his non-gloved hand and knocks the ball down into his glove. That's a good thing.

The pitcher picks up the ball and, like a young child trying to see how many times he can get a flat rock to skip on a smooth pond, bounces the ball to the first baseman, who easily picks up the ball and touches first base. That's a good thing.

The first baseman feels the ball hit him on the back of the leg while he is standing on the top of the base while facing the parking lot looking at who knows what. He reaches down to pick up whatever strange object has broken his concentration, thereby standing on the base while holding the ball. This counts as an out. This is a good thing.

The pitcher misses the ball but gamely chases it into the outfield. Hustle is a good thing.

The pitcher gets smacked in the head by a line drive. Getting in front of the ball is a good thing.

You see what I mean. It doesn't matter what the play is, you can find something good in it. Hope springs eternal. We'll get them next time. Play hard, play fair...

Actually, I realized the whole optimism thing while I was driving home after practice today and found myself thinking "Do you think my staff at work will think I am out of my mind if I make them all put their hands in the circle and yell '1-2-3 Development' at our year-end goal assessment meeting Thursday?"