Last night was my nephew Erik's T-Ball game. When I showed up I asked what was their team name? He pointed to his shirt. "The VFW Post 9267's?" Doesn't really roll off the tongue, let's just call them the Green Cubs. Erik played great and got the game ball!!! (Takes after his uncle no doubt.) He also got a Capri-sun which made me jealous. T-Ball was fun, everybody bats and no one can make an out, no real life lessons learned but then again they're 6. I did exhibit my influence however. Let's just say if you hear the chant "We want a batter, not a broken ladder." in the Village of Westmont? Yeah, that's all me.
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