Where There’s A Will

My ten year old son, let’s call him Kid Baseball, plays Little League Baseball. His team, the Red Hot Chili Peppers, steamrolled through the spring season, and were one of six teams to earn a berth in the round robin finals tournament. In that typical, beautiful kid fashion, he took it all in stride; this owed at least somewhat to adults who run the league and set the tone: it’s a game … these are kids … compete respectfully … learn team play …...