Not a Belly Itcher

A little evening pitching practice. 

Two Days a Week

When it's too cold to watch practice, I sit in the car. This is my glamorous view.

The Best Kind of Sunset

Play ball.

It's Time

Fall ball has started, y'all.

The Plate

When Bob practices pitching to Mr. Rosenberg in the front yard, playing the part of home base is Phil Collins album, Face Value.

Steeeeee-rike

I just love watching him play.

Practice

"Are you a Jedi, Bob?"

"No, Coach."

"Only a Jedi is going to get the ball in the glove if he's not looking at the glove. Look at the glove, son."

"My bad."

"There you go. Good pitch."