We have a set of parents on our team who are the poster parents for Team Mom and Team Dad. Sunday morning the team dad rearranged some stuff in the back of his truck (he drove from GA to CA), tents, folding chairs, cooler, bat bags, ect, and he headed to the store to buy ice for the team cooler. When he got to the park that afternoon and started unloaded all of the equipment for our pool games his DD could not find her catchers bag. He had accidentally left it on top of the big cooler on his cargo hitch trailer before he went to buy ice that morning and it must have fallen off while he was driving.
His DD was heartbroken. Her catchers gear, both catchers mitts, two bats, cleats, EVERYTHING was in that bag. They bought her a pair of cleats from one of the onsite vendors that afternoon, and she used our other catchers gear for our pool games. She was most worried about her catchers mitts, because she starts college in two weeks and would not have much time to break in a new one.
That night we had our team dinner at a nearby Mexican restaurant when our team mom got a phone call. It was a local man who had found her DDs catchers bag. There was no name or ID on the bag, but there was an old schedule in it, that had team names. The man spent 2 hours doing research online cross referencing the names on the schedule with teams registered for PGF. Apparently his DD used to play softball when she was in high school and he was familiar with PGF and knew how important all of the gear inside the bag was to someone and he was determined to find its rightful owner!
My faith in humanity has been restored...
His DD was heartbroken. Her catchers gear, both catchers mitts, two bats, cleats, EVERYTHING was in that bag. They bought her a pair of cleats from one of the onsite vendors that afternoon, and she used our other catchers gear for our pool games. She was most worried about her catchers mitts, because she starts college in two weeks and would not have much time to break in a new one.
That night we had our team dinner at a nearby Mexican restaurant when our team mom got a phone call. It was a local man who had found her DDs catchers bag. There was no name or ID on the bag, but there was an old schedule in it, that had team names. The man spent 2 hours doing research online cross referencing the names on the schedule with teams registered for PGF. Apparently his DD used to play softball when she was in high school and he was familiar with PGF and knew how important all of the gear inside the bag was to someone and he was determined to find its rightful owner!
My faith in humanity has been restored...
