the Boy can play (baseball)

Toronto, 2013.04.27

I took Ken to the park with the new trailer bike. The trailer does a fantastic job, even in crowded streets like Queen Street in the Beaches on a sunny Spring day (one of my least favourite scenes).

But the real story was Ken. I taught him how to stand while batting, how to hold the bat, and how and when to swing.

And true to form, he picked it up immediately, responding to real (underhand) pitches with real hits that had me running all over the field. I guess he gets all of this from his mother's side, because the kid seems to have more natural sports talent than everyone on my side of the family put together. I don't think I'd even touched a baseball bat at his age....

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