Our little slugger at bat
We weren't sure if this particular game was going to be played or not because of the looming dark clouds and intermittent sprinkles two Saturdays ago. One inning when we were on defense, a runner from the other team slid into our second basemen. When he didn't get up and nobody came to his aid, Cade, being the empathetic, albeit witty boy that he is, yells, "Man down! MAN DOWN!", trying to elicit some kind of response from the coaches to render some aid to his fallen comrade. While we were all concerned for the downed player, we all couldn't help but laugh at Cade's comic relief. They ended up winning and the game had just ended when the thunder came and it started pouring.