a sad little boy

my little boy just had his heart broken.
the braves lost.
their season is over, and he is beyond sad.
i am pretty sure he was asleep, but the game was still on the radio in his room.
todd and i were listening to it downstairs and sat in disbelief that it was over, that they didn't pull it out one more time.
then a voice called from upstairs.
"mom, i don't feel well. my stomach hurts." and he was crying.
i asked if he heard the end of the game. "i think so" he says.
he knew they lost.
i held him and then lay down to cuddle with him.
"mom, i can't go to school tomorrow.
i'm just too sad.
i'll spend the day crying.
i'm going to miss bobby cox and chipper.
i know chipper is going to retire.
i'm going to miss wags.
i'm going to miss them all.
brian mccann had a homerun and an rbi tonight. he'll be back next year.
it's boring without braves baseball.
how long until they play again?"

the announcers finished off the game by complimenting the 2010 braves team. they had class and character. and a level of respect for each other and their manager, that even a 7 year old boy noticed.
i too compliment them. for making us believe and giving everything they had to it.
til next spring...