Nobody Goes To Work Harder Than This Little Leaguer From Wyoming Mashing Dingers In A Pair Of Ranching Gloves
Every year millions of kids around the country play little league baseball for fun. They go to games hoping to have a good time with their friends. It's an enjoyable hobby. Something that makes them happy. And maybe they even get some soda pop and a few slices of pizza after the game to look forward to.
Not this fella right here. This kid might allegedly only be 12 years old, but he knows that every time he puts that uniform on he is clocking in and going to work. Away games are business trips. He's not here to make friends. He's not here to giggle amongst his peers in the dugout. He has a job to do and that job is to launch baseball into the stratosphere. So he's going into the garage, grabbing his old man's pair of work gloves, lining up at the plate and uncorking bomb after bomb after bomb. Once the game gets called early because they've ran out of balls to play with, he's not sticking around for pleasantries. He's not hugging opposing pitchers and caring about their feelings. He's hopping right back in the car, getting home to put in a shift on the farm, capping off his day with an ice cold can of Root Beer, getting some shut eye and ready to do it all over again the next day.
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