You won't ever see this at the close of a little league season ever again! Unless Shane Fullerton is your coach. I always hoped Brayden would get to play on Shane's team and it was a blessing to him and to all the parents. The team won 6 straight to finish the season at 7 - 7 only to lose the first game in the tournament. They were up 4 - 3 in the top of the 5 th inning only to get beat 7-4. It was heart breaking to see a team loaded with talent and heart. Every kid was special on that team, they were the best acting and kind children. We enjoyed every game and had some real nail biters at the end.
But to have it all come to the final moment of the season, the prayer. I was tearful and hoped that Brayden would get this opportunity again with Shane next year. There was another team who had a coach from our church who is a good friend of mine. Yet he had his own coaching ways and really made him look foolish to others and our team especially the way he acted toward our team. I was so embarrassed for him I went to his office the next day and had a talk with him. We haven't really spoke much since my visit but I tried. But to see the difference between one coach and another gives me a good picture of how some Christians have their priorities straight and others don't.
A prayer at the end of a little league game! You would never had seen that when I was in little league, half the time my coaches were cussing and smoking cigarettes on the bench.
God bless these little boys and their adventures in life and sports. I pray that Shane will have had an influence on all of them and they will look back and talk about the final moment of the season of 2007. THE PRAYER!
May God Bless the boys of Searcy Medical Center Paite, Paydon, Evan, Brayden, Ethan, Justin, Drew, Wade, Blaine, Colt, Jordan and Coaches Shane Fullerton and Ronnie Harlow. This is from one parent who was truly moved by them all.
Brayden's last at bat! What a sweet little boy. He swung harder and harder at each at bat and only made contact a few times. I told him I was proud every time he stood up there and gave it his best.
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