Bobby puts his helmet on, picks out a bat and heads to the plate. As he scans the stands he knows what he’ll find. Or rather, he knows what he won’t find: his dad. He steps into the batter’s box and tries to overcome his disappointment and concentrate on the pitcher. Oh well, it’s not like Dad has ever shown up…
A Coach Looks At Dads
A Coach Looks At Dads
A Coach Looks At Dads
Bobby puts his helmet on, picks out a bat and heads to the plate. As he scans the stands he knows what he’ll find. Or rather, he knows what he won’t find: his dad. He steps into the batter’s box and tries to overcome his disappointment and concentrate on the pitcher. Oh well, it’s not like Dad has ever shown up…