Fresno St.
September 15, 2008I know this is really late, but it just keeps coming up. My father, Mike, came out of retirement last year and helped coach the Fresno State baseball team. If you missed the college world series, you missed some good TV. It was high drama and almost worthy of someone making a movie about it. The Fresno team overcame long odds, injuries, and being on the road for over a month to win the whole thing and capture the hearts of all those who witnessed their run. As an added bonus to the Mayne family, my son got to be their batboy and kind of mascot. He missed a lot of school last year because he flew up to Fresno so much (alone) to attend games and be with his grandparents. He got a great baseball education and made some great friends with the Fresno players. Then he got to go to the regionals and then the world series. It was all perfect.
So now, anytime I do a lesson or cross paths with fans or baseball people they ask about my dad and son. It’s amazing how much that team and their story touched people. I got a call from my dad this morning and he said the team is going to Washington DC to do the whole meet the prez thing. How cool. And what a great bonding thing for a grandpa and his grandson.
I met your dad many moons ago. My grandparents were gone before I arrived. Your son is blessed!