06/15/2026
You will all have to excuse me for ONE post. You have never seen me brag about my kids exploits on social media. I just don't like to. It's unnecessary. There have been plenty of times where I could have but I feel this one deserves recognition. Her sisters will be pi**ed but oh well...
My little 9-year-old is playing waaay above her level right now meaning she SHOULD be playing rec ball. She loves to play! Even though she doesn't always understand, I chose to throw her into the deep end vs. uncertainty elsewhere. The results finally arrived over the weekend. She caught a pretty decent fly ball on Saturday and then followed it up by catching a legit line drive over her head playing center field on Sunday. This picture illustrates the same excitement she had as well as our parents.
Those same parents have watched me absolutely pelt her and ALL her teammates at 10U with hard throws every day we have practice. "Catch the ball", "quit backing away", "quit moving your body", "quit being a sissy la-la" are all phrases they hear out of my mouth. Not in a drill sergeant kinda' way, but a challenging, you can do this kinda' way.
There is ZERO chance she catches a line drive like that without repetitive tough love and expecting results. The number of times she said "you're going to kill me" and "ooooouch that one hurt" would take a while to count.
The kicker is, I have never had a parent say take it easy. Never got a text, never got a call...nothing. Those who see the big picture understand. Those who don't, well, they won't be playing much longer. The number one thing every girl playing softball needs to get over first is fear. After that, everything else is a lot easier.
All that said, she's not going to Texas tomorrow and she could miss the next 20 balls hit her way. For now, I hope she remembers the thrill of catching two balls after nearly five months of stinging hands and fearing for her life.
Keep working and loving to play little Allie. Pops couldn't be happier for you!