He started following the Phillies (Go Phillies!) and asked for a jersey and a cap. And he still wanted to throw the ball. We read this book on vacation. And he still wanted to throw the ball. And then he decided he wanted to try baseball. Play on a fall ball team and check it out.
How could we not let him?
He loves practice. He loves watching games. And he still loves throwing the ball in the front yard.
Poor guy had to wait weeks for his first game (darn rain), and when last Saturday rolled around, he was so ready.
When Callum first started practice, his coach got his name wrong a couple of times. This is not that unusual. His name is unusual, after all. Neel pointed out that this was a fresh start in a way. Nobody on this team knew him, and he could be whoever he wanted to be.
The next night at practice his coach kindly said, "I'm sorry son, I forgot your name."
"It's Callum, but you can call me Cal."