Bill Burt and son Max Burt, now a Yankees farmhand, together during a baseball trip to Cuba.
So, you wanna be a baseball dad? Wait, let me amend that a bit … you wanna be a New England baseball dad? FYI, there is a difference.
(Bear with me, I’m laughing for about five seconds … then deep breath … OK, I’m good.)
From a bit of experience — 18 years and counting now — the New England baseball dad gig is the best thing ever. All of it. From buying the baseball glove, and belting that fresh, Wilson leather with your fist. Then the Easton aluminum bat. Then the gray pants/knickers. Then the white socks (every baseball player wears white socks).
If you want to be a ballplayer, you have to look like a ballplayer. And that was simply the first year of T-Ball.
