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If this doesn’t move you to tears, you may not be alive. From Katie. Thanks.

Posted by tennisplanet on May 2, 2008


What a great story!

6 Responses to “If this doesn’t move you to tears, you may not be alive. From Katie. Thanks.”

  1. Sarah said

    Yes, I cried. I cried when I saw it on the news last night. And again today. Just when you think the world is going to ‘hell in a hand basket,’ something like this renews you faith in man (woman) kind.

    Thanks, Katie for sharing it and welcome back!

  2. Sarah said

    Life Lesson
    Carrying on the baseball theme

    In Brooklyn, New York, Chush is a school that caters to learning disabled
    children. Some children remain in Chush for their entire school career, while
    others can be main-streamed into conventional schools. At a Chush
    fund-raising dinner, the father of a Chush child delivered a speech that
    would never be forgotten by any who attended. After extolling the school and
    its dedicated staff, he cried out, “Where is the perfection in my son, Shay?
    Everything God does is done with perfection. But my child cannot understand
    things as other children do. My child cannot remember facts and figures as
    other children do. Where is God’s perfection?

    The audience was shocked by the question, pained by the father’s anguish and
    stilled by the piercing query. “I believe,” the father answered, “that when
    God brings a child like this into the world, the perfection that he seeks is
    in the way people react to this child.”

    He then told the following story about his son Shay: One afternoon, Shay and his father walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball.
    Shay asked, “Do you think they will let me play?”
    Shay’s father knew that his son was not at all athletic and that most boys
    would not want him on their team. But Shay’s father understood that if his
    son was chosen to play it would give him a comfortable sense of belonging.
    Shay’s father approached one of the boys in the field and asked if Shay could
    play. The boy looked around for
    guidance from his team-mates. Getting none, he took matters into to his own
    hands and said, “We are losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth
    inning. I guess he can be on our team, and we’ll try to put him up to bat in
    the ninth inning.”

    Shay’s father was ecstatic as Shay smiled broadly. Shay was told to put on a
    glove and go out to play short center field. In the bottom of the eighth
    inning, Shay’s team
    scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the bottom of the ninth
    inning, Shay’s team scored again and now with two outs and the bases loaded
    with the
    potential winning run on base. Shay was scheduled to be up. Would the team
    actually let. Shay bat at this juncture and give away their chance to win the

    Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that it was all but
    impossible because Shay didn’t even know how to hold the bat properly, let
    alone hit with it.
    However as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved a few steps to lob
    the ball in softly so Shay should at least be able to make contact. The
    first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. One of Shay’s
    team-mates came up to Shay and together they held the bat and faced the
    pitcher waiting for the next pitch. The pitcher again took a few steps
    forward to toss the ball softly toward Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay and
    his teammate swung at the ball and together they hit a slow ground ball to
    the pitcher. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could easily
    have thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that
    would have ended the game.

    Instead, the pitcher took the ball and threw it on a high arc to right field,
    far beyond reach of the first baseman. Everyone started yelling, “Shay, run
    to first. Run to first.”
    Never in his life had Shay run to first. He scampered down the baseline,
    wide-eyed and startled. By the time he reached first base, the right fielder
    had the ball. He could have thrown the ball to the second baseman who would
    tag out Shay, who was still running. But the right fielder understood what
    the pitcher’s intentions were, so he threw the ball high and far over the
    third baseman’s head. Everyone yelled, “Run to second, run to second.” Shay
    ran towards second base as the runners ahead of him delirious circled the
    bases towards home. As Shay reached second base, the opposing short stop ran
    to him, turned him in the direction of third base and shouted, “Run to
    third.” As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams ran behind him
    screaming, “Shay run home.”

    Shay ran home, stepped on home plate and all 18 boys lifted him on their
    shoulders and made him the hero, as he had just hit a “grand slam” and won
    the game for his team.

    “That day,” said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
    “those 18 boys reached their level of God’s perfection.”

  3. Carolee Pastorius said

    Thanks, Katie for letting us all see this wonderful act of true sportsmanship. I remember a couple of times in professional tennis a player giving a point to another, overruling an out call. I think it was Mats Wilander.

  4. Anand_101 said

    It was beautiful. I was actually moved to tears.

    There was a similar movie with kids doing something like this for a disabled kid.

    But adults, that’s something.

    Thanks TP, for confirming I may still be alive!

  5. Katie said

    Thanks Sarah, Carolee and Anand. It’s nice to be missed. I just loved this story, because as the negative is overexposed, the positive is underexposed.

  6. Dee said

    Thanks for the beautiful story. I am all tears.

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