They went down to the Redwings, 16-15, in the 2007 AA-7 championship game, confirming the final standings of the regular season. A couple of untimely strikeouts and some confused fielding got the better of the dogs. Mr. Boy hit three more big ones, but only one was an RBI. These are fat pitches, of course, thrown by their coach. Next year, when Mr. B. says he wants to play again, they will be player pitches for the last half of the season, and continue each year thereafter until they’re old enough that the player pitcher has some control and can fan batters. Nice trophy, though, even for the runners-up, and the team party at Lake Austin is later today. People talk about berserk parents at little league games, but, in two seasons now, I’ve never seen any. The rules are understood: criticize a player, coach or umpire and you get ejected from the park. We cheered for two of the wings, when they batted, one in Mr. B.’s class, and both in his cub scout den. Other Muckdog parents did the same for their sons’ friends.