This final is on the possibility of a dream. At this age, these little league players have the dream of playing in the major league. Here is a story to the start of that dream.
"take me out to the ballgame"
I made this intentionally darker than the rest for the simply reason: I wanted everyone to feel like they were seeing a picture of a ballgame from 1943. I felt great when my wife said she saw this and thought it looked like a picture from 1933 (slightly earlier, but at least I accomplished what I wanted). I also wanted to capture the American flag near the middle of the action to remind us of America's favorite past time.
If you don't have seeds, well just spit anyway
Swing! And a base hit. It comes down to this, bottom of the ninth, 1 out, down 1-0 with a runner on first....
Runner going, he is............safe! That puts him in scoring position. Let's see if our batter can produce a run or two.
Now 2 outs. Runner on second, with our best hitter up to bat. The fielders are getting ready to make that final out.
Swing, a long fly ball, the outfielder is going back, going back, could it be???
Go crazy folks, go crazy!
Defeat
I don't know if you've ever stuck around at the end of a game, all that's left after the crowd and players have left are some footprints, sunflower shells, and the very thing that dreams are made of - the baseball.
