Yesterday We played a game and was winning 9-6 going to the last inning. The coach brought in my son to finish the game. 3 infield errors, 2 hits, 1 BB, and 1 IBB later, it was 9-9, 3-2 count with bases loaded and I wanted to vomit! We struck the kid out to go to a shootout. I went and told my son great job and his hand would not stop shaking. He said, Daddy, I was praying the whole time. We scored 4 and he pitched the last inning w/no problems. What a game. Just wanted to share. Thanks.
P.S. Our defense stinks. It was terrible the entire weekend. Infield and outfield. We practice defense all the time. Any suggestions?