You know things are going your team's way when a seventh-inning line drive hits off the glove, then the top of the hat, and then the brim, and then back into the glove of your team's right fielder.  Michael Cuddyer looked a bit embarrassed, but it was an embarrassed grin--flushed and having fun....as opposed to the embarrassed ashen face he'd have had if the ball had bounced off his noggin and headed on toward the wall for a triple.

Livan Hernandez keeps lobbing them in there and getting outs, and dang!, I think, at only 41 years old, why couldn't I still make the bigtime?....I've got a killer knuckleball, at least according to the 6th graders to whom I throw batting practice....

--Speaking of whom, down 2-0 in the bottom of the last inning of our River Valley League game this evening--the St. Peter 6th graders strung together 6 straight hits and pulled out a 3-2 win.  At the end of the game, the St. Peter 3rd base coach jumped up and down in the coach's box urging the kid who had just hit the game-winning single to run to second, keep going!,  not realizing that the winning run had just scored and the game was over.  Everyone else was walking or running off the field.  Boy, did the coach feel like a dummy--how did he lose track of the score?

I don't know, it just happened.  It all happened so fast.  I guess when Travis churned around 3rd as the potential winning run and I tried to flag him down but he kept on heading for home anyway and then the center fielder who had fielded the ball about 10 feet behind 2nd base just tossed it in lazily to the second baseman, not noticing that Travis was heading home and thus allowed Trav to score the winning run uncontested....

Honestly, I pay pretty close attention to the games but I think that at that point I may have been the only person on the field or in the audience who didn't realize that the game was over.  

My friend, Mike, the ump, laughed at me.  Oh, well.  I don't think anyone else noticed.