Coach Daddy did a magnificent job with the team and I really cherish all the effort he made for our kids and the others to have an awesome season. It really came from the heart because working 2 jobs and having a cranky wife in Nursing School really showed the love and effort on his part to put this together. We were so blessed to have such a rockin' team: they were mostly the boys from our street and then a few other super cool people that were joys to meet.
Some memories that I have from them is Sergeant Stink going after the ball, no matter where is was headed. Yeah, the ball could be on the other side from where he was and he would still run for it. Benny was more intrigued with the fine dirt that is on the BBall field than running from base to base. My sweet boy would just stand there in awe sifting the dirt through his fingers. Yeah, that really didn't leave good marks inside a black interior car. Good job boys, love ya!!
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