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Originally Posted by Katipan
Their reaction is silly, yes.
But no less silly than the way we treated dads as bumbling dolts who only managed to keep kids alive until mommy got home.
I’m sorry you got singled out.
You are lucky I wasn’t an aunt or something coming to the games.
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I never took it personally. I was a danger to those kids. I was so much bigger and stronger. It was summer rec ball. There was no such thing as competitive ball back then. I had no idea on how throw a strike so I was wild. Which didn't exactly calm the nervous moms down.
By 6th grade I was 6'2". Stopped growing. I didn't really have any athletic talent, I was just bigger than other kids my age.
BTW, I wanted to play with kids the same size and weight as me but the little league wouldn't allow it. And my Dad never attended one of my baseball games, Ever. How ****ed up is that shit? Maybe that's why I coached my sons teams even in sports I had no clue about(soccer).