Dont take my word for it, though. It’s hard to argue with ole Chipper Jones.
As someone whose daughter is currently the star of her local t ball team, I can tell you that this girl’s dad feels like a million bucks. That second swing where she hits the ball right on the nose, the joy comes out. That “Oh ho ho” should be bottled and sold and put underneath everyone who is a dad nose as a replacement for coffee. It would wake you up with a smile on your face without question.
What a moment. What a swing.