Jackson has never liked pitching. This Spring, he told his Dad that he didn't even want to practice, that he wasn't pitching. He just couldn't handle the pressure and hated the way it felt on the mound when he wasn't doing well.
It was the playoff game, and we were losing 16-7. Top of the 7th, and it wasn't looking good for us. We had 2 outs, and the batter had one strike already. Coach Dave walked out to the mound, and I overheard Josh tell him, "Make him do it."
I watched as Coach Dave took the ball from the current pitcher and called for Jackson at third base to approach the mound. He handed him the ball. Jackson smiled a nervous grin, took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. His cousin, Kaleb, came over from first. I don't know what he said to him, but they touched gloves and he jogged back to first. All he had to do was throw 2 strikes, but I was a nervous wreck. Not only had he not pitched in years, but he hadn't practiced all Spring.
He threw 4 pitches. Two were strikes. It was all we needed to get out of the inning.
He came off the field with a big smile on his face. It didn't take much, but he had fun and he felt confident.
I was thankful Coach Dave gave him the opportunity; and thankful for Josh for "making him do it". And so proud of Jack for stepping up to the plate.
Yeah, I saw ya, kid.
My name is Kaci. I am a working mom of 3. Wife to Josh. Mom to Jackson, Cameron & Isabella. My life is dinner, homework, baseball, basketball, grocery lists, laundry, wine, video games, and bath time. I started this blog because I am passionate about photography and journaling, and because I wanted a place to write it all down, to rememeber little details so easily forgotten in the mad rush that is the life of a family of 5. Through my photos and words, I endeavor to capture our story.