Softball Games in 100 Degrees

One of my favorite things about summer is going to the Fort to watch Johnny and all of his friends play softball. It kind of sounds like I am talking about a little kid, but Johnny really is my husband, I promise.

Softball (or sports in general) is one of those things that I am completely horrible at and it always amazes me how John's talent far exceeds my expectations whenever he takes on the field. Tonight he was subbing for a team Jimmy plays on and as usual played with everything he's got. I hope he passes his passion and a little bit of his competitiveness down to our little one someday.

Alicia and I brought the dogs and walked them around the field while the boys played. Yes, it was really hot, nearly 100 degrees and while our plan was to continue walking throughout the game the dogs had other plans. They parked it in the grass before we made it half way around the field (the first time).

We ended up finding our places on the bleachers, gave the dogs something to drink, and caught up while we watched the end of the game. Even in the heat we had fun and enjoyed the game (that they won).

It kind of reminds me of that Kenny Chesney song...

Summertime is finally here

That old ballpark, man, is back in gear

Out on 49

Man I can see the lights

School's out and the nights roll in

Man, just like a long lost friend

You ain't seen in a while

And can't help but smile

And it's two bare feet on the dashboard

Young love and an old Ford

Cheap shades and a tattoo

And a Yoo-Hoo bottle on the floorboard

Perfect song on the radio

Sing along 'cause it's one we know

It's a smile, it's a kiss

It's a sip of wine, it's summertime

Sweet summertime