The Swing

Dad → Son

Birthday · Acoustic

Happy twelfth, bud. Coaching your team means I've got the best seat in the house — and I see how hard you are on yourself after a strikeout. Helmet down, jaw tight. So listen: I'm not proud of you because you get hits. I'm proud of you because you walk back up to that plate every single time, even scared. That's the real game, and you're already good at it. Keep swinging, kid. Win or strike out, I've always got your back. Love you. — Dad

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Song story

Background

Joshua is 31 and coaches his son Theodore's Little League team, so he's got a front-row seat to how hard the kid is on himself after a strikeout — helmet down, jaw set, blinking fast. He wants Theodore to know he's proud of the swing, not just the hits. For his 12th birthday, Joshua made a warm acoustic song to say exactly that.

Message

Happy twelfth, bud. Coaching your team means I've got the best seat in the house — and I see how hard you are on yourself after a strikeout. Helmet down, jaw tight. So listen: I'm not proud of you because you get hits. I'm proud of you because you walk back up to that plate every single time, even scared. That's the real game, and you're already good at it. Keep swinging, kid. Win or strike out, I've always got your back. Love you. — Dad

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