Ted_Perry's Blog

There's a park about a half-block from my house and off to the side is a batting cage where a pitcher stands behind a screen and throws to the batter. It's all fenced in with netting so that no balls can get loose.

Anyway, I was driving by the other day and this dad was throwing to his kid who couldn't have been more than eight but probably more like six.  This kid had one of the sweetest swings I've ever seen for someone that age.  I'm no Ted Williams but I played a little baseball in high school and coached some in my adult life so I know the basics of hitting.

Whack....whack....whack....whack...this kid was a machine. Line drive after line drive. That kid's dad was grateful for the protective screen, I'll tell you that.

Just as I was thinking, "That guy is probably the best boy on his team" I looked over again and saw this long hair out of the back of the batting helmet.  The little dude was really a dudette. I stand only minorly corrected: That girl is probably the best player on her team.

I believe the expression is "You go girl".