We don't talk about no hitters around here

Watching Mark Buehrle throw his perfect game last week and then continuing the same thing for the first 6 innings last night got me to thinking again. Normally a dangerous prospect for me to think, but anyways, it got me to thinking about the unwritten rules of baseball. Like stealing 3rd base when you’re up 12 runs. In my mind I still haven’t forgiven Ryan Aufforth for doing that in the semi-finals of the Saskota League tourney about 9 years ago. 2 innings and 11 runs later by a ticked off Carlyle Cardinal team we barely escaped with the victory. Of course, the game took the wind out of our sails and we ended up losing the championship game to Wawota by a few runs, denying the Sherwood Yanks another league title and an etching on the Jack Harbourne trophy.

That’s one of the unwritten rules, at least in amateur baseball in the Saskota League. The other, more well known rule is that when a pitcher has a no hitter on the line you don’t talk about it in the dugout, in the press box, the crowd, the radio, the TV, nowhere…… I know I had at least 27 no hitters that people unknowingly jinxed on the first batter of the game for me.

That’s why today I’m not going to jinx the apparent no-hitter that Ashtyn has going. I won’t say what it is she has going, but there is something that you like babies to do on a regular basis from about 10:00 at night until about 7:00 or so in the morning.

After the first few weeks of little to no rest for any of us, we wondered if things would ever change, but they have. Yeah, she has her moments, but she’s been really good and she loves to laugh at mom and dad and grandma and grandpa…… and aunts and uncles and anyone that smiles at her.

Yesterday we stopped at the store on the way home from daycare and I would walk up and down the isles with her in the cart. Everytime I saw something good I would hold it up to her and if she laughed at it we put it in the cart. Lucky Charms. Laugh. Milk. Laugh. Sardines. Laugh. Pickled Pigs feet…… no laugh. Damn, she’s go a little of her mom in her.

Next week we’ll go to Scheels. Browning Over/Under 12 gauge. Laugh. In the cart it goes!!

Oh yeah, in case you haven’t figured out what it is she does better than before at night………