It came a little early for our family this year. Some of my children never even knew it could end in September. I used to have to beat them off the computer every morning. But once again it is all over. The bad time of the year begins. We won’t see the light of day until at least next February.

Baseball season has ended.

For our family, for the first time in many long years, it ended in September. The only real joy left for us is hating the Yankees. Oh, what sweetness hate can bring.

This year the boys were in a fantasy league with my dad, my brother and my brother’s son. Every morning, when they emerged from their Bible reading, they raced to the computer to check their fantasy standings.

Guess who won?

At the beginning of the season, the boys said they felt sorry for him. Sure he had been a college baseball coach for 40+ years, sure he has been inducted to more than one coaching hall of fame with another induction coming up, but after looking over their grandfather’s team they decided he had made some mistakes. He was going to lose big time. They were all going to give him a few trading breaks to make up for his bad picks. They didn’t count on the insider scouting reports on young players, the lifetime of wisdom. Grandpa left them in the dust. They never knew what hit them.

So this one’s for you Grandpa. Congratulations on being inducted into the EKU Hall of Fame but more importantly thank-you for beating those trash talkers.

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