This is my son.
Before he gets out of bed in the morning, you’re sure to hear him utter these words “hit ball!”
Sometimes he works himself into a little frenzy: “hit ball! hit ball! hit… hit… hit ball! hit ball bat!”
If he senses that he won’t be making it outside any time soon, he defaults to his backup: “bassssskball!”
When I work from home, in the garage, and have to come in to use the bathroom or get some coffee, he immediately runs to me: “Daddy! Bassssskball! Basssskball!”
I really don’t know how this kid got to loving sports so much…