Little League Dad's Prayer

Dear God

I know that you’re really busy in Iraq
Watching the war and fighting back
But in between the explosions and machine gun’s pop pop
Can you take a quick look at the kid playing shortstop

See, while terrorists are exploding all over the place
My kid has been getting on his game face
He put on his Uniform at five A.M.
And he’s been talking all day that he’s kill get them

So when the ground balls go has way
Help him make that great play
Grant him the arm to make the throw
Make that huge smile grow

And when he stands at the plate by the bat in his hands
Let him block out all the dads and moms in the stands
And let him give that ball a long dirty ride
Down the third base line, they aren’t playing him on that side.

And dear God, most importantly, I’m pleading with you
If the team has to lose, and sometimes they do
And it’s a kid who screws up and lets the team down
Please, God, don’t make my kid that clown.