When I was 7 years old I came home from school one day and said

Dad, I wanna play Baseball!

Thinking that I only wanted to play catch, my dad said something like,

I’ll put you in your chair in a little bit and we’ll go outside.

No Dad, I really want to play Baseball!

I handed him a broucher that I got in my box at school. It was information about the

Challenger’s Division

Of our local little league

Playing Ball on Saturday Morning was the best, and my dad turned out to be the most amazing coach.

My dad wasn’t originally our coach, but long story short, the man that was our coach let us all down and my dad was there to keep things going. He stepped in as our coach, and all was awesome again!

Our team was one team but split into two; The Dodgers and the Angels. At the end of every game we would always ask

Who won the game?

Even though no one actually kept score. My dad made up a motto for our team

He would say

What are we Here for?!

And we would yell back

To have Fun!

I played ball from the age of 7 til 13 and I was my dad’s assistant coach for a season when I was 14

It was one of the best times in my life!