The only time Jamie has played catch with me this year was on Valentine’s Day.
She used the same glove she used to use when she played fast-pitch softball in high school, the same glove Kaylea used during her sole softball season. The same glove that now has zero padding. Jamie might have broken my Qalo ring during our game of catch, but she told me that her left hand was sore afterwards.
This morning, after paying-our-age for wonderful Hurts Donuts, we set sail in the Bryan family Millennium Falcon and ended up stopping at Bennett Spring State Park. We hiked along the water’s edge watching the fly-fisherpersons and almost ran into a deer. We took a quick picture of the deep blue stillness at the spring and returned to the van ready for the blessed invention of air conditioning.
On the return trip home, we stopped at the field where I played catch with Tanner (Day #118). The day I met Tanner, the fields were packed. Aside from a landscape worker spraying weeds, the fields were completely empty today, but at least they were open. Jamie and I walked on to the closest field and she borrowed the new Wilson.
Just yesterday, I saw a video of a man who received a new glove from his son for his birthday. It was a Wilson A2000 quite similar to mine. The story behind the gifted glove is even better.
I think, if they could all use the new Wilson glove, I could get my whole family to play catch with me on a consistent basis. The pocket is perfect and pops loudly even on relatively soft throws. The padding is comfortable and protects palms and aging joints and new Qalo rings.
Hopefully, Jamie and I can keep taking day trips and playing catch once we truly become empty-nesters. I just might have to invest in a couple more gloves.
