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In a Watercooler thread, the topic of favorite players came up in the context of one's kids. I'd love to hear from others about your most memorable, most moving moment of sports-watching in your lifetime and why did it/does it matter so much to you?
Watching the 2016 Cubs win it all was special for me. Baseball was always my favorite sport to play and my grandfather, dad, and I are or were lifelong Cubs fans. I actually never thought I'd see it in my lifetime and wept in joy that night and next day thinking about it.
But I think my most memorable moment was watching my son get the game winning hit in a coach-pitch league when he was 8. Leading up to that game, he had very few hits and was sad about it, telling me he wasn't as good as the other kids and I think he thought he was letting me down since I was the coach. The truth was, he wasn't a great athlete, but in coach pitch it's a lot about the dad pitching to the kids and hitting their bat--timing the pitch and the arc of the ball to the way that kid swings. And I was the coach pitcher who had been choking throwing to my own son. In this game, though, we both got it right and he had 5 "hits" (you put the ball in play with 7 and 8-year-olds, you typically reach base), including the game winner in the last inning. My boy was so happy, he was jumping up and down like he'd just won the Super Bowl with a giant smile on his face as his teammates mobbed him. I'll never forget it.
Watching the 2016 Cubs win it all was special for me. Baseball was always my favorite sport to play and my grandfather, dad, and I are or were lifelong Cubs fans. I actually never thought I'd see it in my lifetime and wept in joy that night and next day thinking about it.
But I think my most memorable moment was watching my son get the game winning hit in a coach-pitch league when he was 8. Leading up to that game, he had very few hits and was sad about it, telling me he wasn't as good as the other kids and I think he thought he was letting me down since I was the coach. The truth was, he wasn't a great athlete, but in coach pitch it's a lot about the dad pitching to the kids and hitting their bat--timing the pitch and the arc of the ball to the way that kid swings. And I was the coach pitcher who had been choking throwing to my own son. In this game, though, we both got it right and he had 5 "hits" (you put the ball in play with 7 and 8-year-olds, you typically reach base), including the game winner in the last inning. My boy was so happy, he was jumping up and down like he'd just won the Super Bowl with a giant smile on his face as his teammates mobbed him. I'll never forget it.