It's just that when they are playing the White Sox, a professional team I never particularly cared for, if I'm in the stands, I will be adamantly rooting for the Sox and one little girl in particular. While I'm on the subject of summer ball, let me encourage you to go out and support the hundreds of kids playing the sports almost every night of the week. If your proclivity is toward good, exciting ball, check out some of the upper level divisions. If you want to see some real fun, make it a point to mosey over to the T-Ball field. There you will see just about everything baseball isn't and some of what baseball is.
Nothing can match the thrill of watching a T-baller hit the ball, then run the wrong way.
Or slide into a base even if the ball is still rolling around somewhere in the nether-regions of the outfield. There is no room for parental embarrassment at T-Ball games. If your kid makes a blunder that causes you to want to crawl under the bleachers, take heart. You aren't alone. The parent next to you will have the same feeling on the next play.