A Father’s Day Lesson and Baseball – Huffington Post

Maybe it was about being a great manager. As soon as my son was old enough, I became his coach. Our Bad News Bears team of all the wait-listed kids actually managed to have a winning season. I certainly had a lot of enthusiasm, but I think I had the advantage of pitching to Zach for years (he hated tee-ball and preferred hitting a thrown ball), over more talented dads, who were unfortunately better at getting strikeouts than inducing from easily-to-hit pitches. But I didn’t have enough skills beyond that, and was glad to be a first-base coach or third-base coach, relying upon the smarts and talent of other coaches.