Showing posts with label baseball. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baseball. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Tough room


On the All-Star Game telecast, Fox shows a clip of Reds second baseman Brandon Phillips making this ridiculous double-play. Announcer Tim McCarver, says "Tell me you've seen a better double-play. Ever!"

Buster: Well ... I did make a better one in practice.
Dad: [Laughs]
Buster: No, seriously.

7/16/13

Saturday, March 09, 2013

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

The follow-through

He hit it!

4/29/12

The A's coaching staff

Daisy with assistant coach Buster, Coach Dad and league official Mr. Elder.

4/29/12

Smooth around the keystone

Joe Cool, blowing a bubble mid-play. As the youngest player on the team, Buster spent most of his time playing the outfield this season, but in a happy coincidence, he got to play the whole game at second base the day Grandma and Grandpa were in town to watch him -- and he played a terrific game. He made several smart, savvy plays in the field and got several hits at-bat.

Ever since he took his first steps in front of a crowd at his first birthday party, the kid's had a nose for the big moment.

4/22/12

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Monday, May 30, 2011

World Series Game 2


The scene outside Your Call Is Very Important to Us Park.

And the scene inside. I'm usually against bunting, but this kind's OK.

Met my future daughter-in-law.

All the boys in San Francisco grew beards in October. And some of the girls kept theirs.
Giants 9, Rangers 0.
10/28/11

Ready for the World Series


Sign by Buster.
10/27/10

The Giants win the pennant


Strike 3 called! Ryan Howard strikes out and the Giants win, 3-2.
10/23/10

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Baseball

Back in the present. The season is winding down for the South City Pony League A's. Dad is the coach, and it's coach pitch. Here's Dad pitching to Buster:

Note the follow-through. Uncanny resemblance to this guy, don't you think?

But we were talking about Buster.

Crack!

Safe at first.

Rounding third, he was headed for home, it was a brown-eyed handsome man. Full disclosure: These photos are presented in chronological sequence, but I don't know if they're from the same at-bat. Here's a later at-bat:

He hit it pretty hard. An atom ball and, unseen, a nice play by the first baseman.

There's still one catcher named Buster in the S.F.
5/21/11

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

At the old ballgame

Let's get back to our story, shall we? It's September, and hey look, the Giants are trying to make the playoffs. I wonder how this will turn out. Well, we're going to a game.

It's Buster Posey orange T-shirt jersey night, but we didn't get any.

But we do have signs that we've made.

Each according to our own particular idiom.

Daisy let Dad wear her hat for a while.

Seventh-inning stretch.

Brewers 3, Giants 0.
9/17/10

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Willie Mays portrait


9/5/10

Catching flies


Dad throws the ball up, then finds Buster and hits record. He's successful about as often as Buster is at catching the flies, so the exclamation at the end is over the rare dual success.
8/29/10

Homemade jersey



My son the artistjock.
8/18/10

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Travis Ishikawa


You sort of had to be there, but then again, it didn't make much sense to those of us who were there: There was a brief infatuation with Travis Ishikawa over the summer.
7/25/10

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Baseball signs

I'm going to the Giants-Dodgers game Wednesday night, so Buster made me a sign to bring.

On Friday I'm taking both kids to the game against the Brewers. So Buster made himself a sign too.

We may be approaching the face-painting years.
9/14/10