"Hey Mama, I see you’re about to sign your boy up for Little League, so I feel I should warn you. You’re about to sign up for more than endless sun-beaten hours, sitting on rickety old bleachers at a dust-swept ball field. You’re also signing up for awkward first encounters with new parents. For a backseat full of competitively rowdy (and stinky) boys. For a pretty penny in shiny new equipment. And for a lifetime supply of OxiClean with a membership to the 'where the hell did you leave your…
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