By Dan Brosgol
89 games is a whole lot of baseball.
And don’t I know it. Between April 27 and November 1 my two baseball players played 89 baseball games between them. Other than a three-day vacation in late June and a few weeks off at the end of August, the past six months have been a non-stop march from field to field, town to town, in a never-ending, but highly enjoyable, spring, summer, and yes, fall, of baseball.
It’s been a staggering number of games. Bedford spring baseball morphed into BayState summer baseball without any interruption, and then eventually led into fall ball, which finally came to an end this evening, way after a daylight savings time sunset, at Page Field under the lights.
Today at Page Bedford’s two fall ball teams played exciting games, with the 8- and 9-year old team coming back from a late-game deficit to win on a walkoff single in the bottom of the 6that Page 2, and the 11- and 12-year-old team coming up just one run short after a stirring comeback as afternoon faded into darkness, and the lights at Page shone brightly for the final time before their winter slumber.
The lights may be off, and the equipment bags might be put away at the Depot, but before long there will be baseball and softball clinics indoors, and registration will open for spring ball. But after six months of baseball, it’s time for young arms to rest, for winter sports to begin, and for all of us to prepare for the coming winter. And while I’ll miss baseball, I’m sure our three non-baseball-playing children won’t miss being dragged to yet another game on another beautiful summer evening or Sunday afternoon- and really, deep down, neither will I.
Stay warm, enjoy the rest, and see you back at Page next spring.