Last fall, when both of our boys' teams made it to the championship game, we told them to enjoy it because it will never happen again.
Guess what? It happened again.
It reminds me of the time I was in 6th grade and we were driving through Las Vegas. My dad took my brother and I to a casino (We stood where kids were allowed to stand. Please don't call CPS). He wanted to teach us a lesson about gambling, about how you always lose. Well, he won like $200. I should have a gambling addiction, but I guess I was spared from the error of my father's teaching.
The Marlins were the underdogs. We beat teams we shouldn't have in the tournament.
We played together and played well. This is one of the joys of little league. It is always anyone's game.
After all, when you are 7 and 8, even the best of players make mistakes.
We were the tournament champions!
Our wonderful coaching staff. That guy on the left is pretty hot, I think.
The last time they will play together.
With the man who taught them all they know.
With the woman who made sure their uniforms were always clean and ready for the games.
He asked me to take this one.
His favorite part of the game. Rounding the bases on the big boy field.
Thank goodness for bleach!
And that wraps it all up for Spring Ball 2011.
But don't worry, lots of post season pictures to come.