Little League Baseball was a hobby that my father and I shared together. My father was an all star baseball player in college but never made it to the pros. My father wanted me to become the next Babe Ruth, and I wanted to be Mickey Mantle. My father and I were close and spent a lot of time together watching baseball, talking baseball and playing baseball. Baseball was our lives! Little league baseball was …showed first 75 words of 669 total…

…showed last 75 words of 669 total…the State Championship was everything I wanted then. I know my father would have been proud of me, knowing that all of our hard work paid off. As soon as the game was over, I asked my mother to drive me to the cemetery, so I could see my father. I sat at the gravesite for about an hour crying and thanking my father for everything he taught me. “This one was for you dad!”