Cannonball
Ex "Expert"
- Feb 25, 2009
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I didn't want to hijack the other "tear" thread but what a great idea to talk about this. So, I thought I'd start a thread on that moment for the rest of us and hope I'm not stepping on toes.
For me, there were a couple. When BB was young and in a very tough game for the championship of a tournament, she was being called names by the other team like, "Four eyes." I've told the story before. However, as that game played out, BB came up and hit her first over the fence home run to win the game. She circled the bases, ran right through her teammates, through the dugout and jumped into my arms crying. It was so incredible.
Two happened this last year. The first was on BB's 50th collegiate home run. She told my wife and I that she was going to do it. That would mean that she would have to hit 4 more home runs than she did the previous year which was a single season record. Then, she went down with the knee injury. I didn't think she would get it done. So, she came up in the first game of a DH against a 1st Team All American and hit a blast. It was #49. My wife and I were so happy as was BB. The next game, she hit #50. I had to walk away from the crowd and behind the bleachers. Another dad followed me there to high five and saw that I was crying. He patted me on the back and said I had much to be proud of.
Finally, BB's team was ranked #1 in the nation. They were playing the #10 Ranked team in the Sectionals to go to the D-II College World Series. We won the 1st game. They won the second. In the third, we fell behind fast. Our #1 was taken out. Our #2 pitched about 5 balls and hurt herself. So, in came our #3. It was not good. We were in the 6th inning and I saw the damn break in BB's eyes after a home run by the other team. I couldn't hold it. She has never cried that much and didn't stop crying from an hour or two. It was hard to take and I knew I couldn't do a thing to help her. It was one of the most horrible feelings I've ever felt.
For me, there were a couple. When BB was young and in a very tough game for the championship of a tournament, she was being called names by the other team like, "Four eyes." I've told the story before. However, as that game played out, BB came up and hit her first over the fence home run to win the game. She circled the bases, ran right through her teammates, through the dugout and jumped into my arms crying. It was so incredible.
Two happened this last year. The first was on BB's 50th collegiate home run. She told my wife and I that she was going to do it. That would mean that she would have to hit 4 more home runs than she did the previous year which was a single season record. Then, she went down with the knee injury. I didn't think she would get it done. So, she came up in the first game of a DH against a 1st Team All American and hit a blast. It was #49. My wife and I were so happy as was BB. The next game, she hit #50. I had to walk away from the crowd and behind the bleachers. Another dad followed me there to high five and saw that I was crying. He patted me on the back and said I had much to be proud of.
Finally, BB's team was ranked #1 in the nation. They were playing the #10 Ranked team in the Sectionals to go to the D-II College World Series. We won the 1st game. They won the second. In the third, we fell behind fast. Our #1 was taken out. Our #2 pitched about 5 balls and hurt herself. So, in came our #3. It was not good. We were in the 6th inning and I saw the damn break in BB's eyes after a home run by the other team. I couldn't hold it. She has never cried that much and didn't stop crying from an hour or two. It was hard to take and I knew I couldn't do a thing to help her. It was one of the most horrible feelings I've ever felt.
