Ahoy Mates

The Pirates pounded the opposing team tonight in game three of the tournament. They fended off a late inning rally that drew the game within one run, bases loaded, winning run on second, no outs. Four coaches all over forty thinking they might need blood pressure medication. And one mama so full of nerves that she gave up the score keepers pad and had to pace and whose stomach was lurching so hard it made her dizzy. Maybe Jack has this relief pitcher stuff down. But I don't. Pitching change allowed me to get my breath. Anyway one out at a time we beat back the attack. And then was the victory ever sweet. Jack hit a slam into center field that would have cleared the fence had it been hit to left or right field. (probably 265 feet) He ran it for the home run.

After the game coach Johnny enjoyed the adoration of the girls. This never fails to melt my heart.