What? It’s the league’s fault. I mean how was I supposed to know that baseball tryouts in first grade were so freaking serious. There were scouters, coaches and clipboards. It was the most stressed I’ve been in a while (Especially because my son hadn’t actually picked up a baseball bat since last spring. Ooops.)
So I did what any of you would do, I offered a good old-fashioned bribe. Unfortunately, the scout I talked to happened to be an upstanding citizen. Rude. How’s a mom supposed to advocate for her son anymore?
Assuming my son gets drafted (yes there’s an actual draft for first graders), I’m totally buying him a personalized baseball bat.
And I’m buying his coach a flask:
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