Last December, I purchased a Maine Red Claws Ball Boy package as part of a local charity auction. As O is our resident Ball Boy, he was the obvious recipient of this gift. I was worried my anxious little worry-wart would be too afraid to even go through with it, but he didn’t think twice. It may have helped that there were like 8 other honorary Ball Kids for this New Year’s afternoon contest. His duties consisted of standing along the baseline during warm-ups before each half, fetching rebounds during the open shooting portions. It was surprisingly chaos-free.
(Yes, he was given permission by staff to mooch from the players’ drink stash)
Pretty cute. I didn’t know about this.
Love it!