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March 12, 2014

All Kinds Of Kinds

Score one for the good guys.

"NBC 7 spoke exclusively with the boy’s coach, Scott Hedenkamp. Hedenkamp says they were in the middle of practice when he noticed the man watching one of his players and pacing back and forth.

Hedenkamp says the man watched the boy from behind home plate and, at one point, joined the group on the field.

“He had a one track mind, and he was going to take my player,” Hedenkamp said. “I wasn't going to let that happen.”

Hedenkamp told NBC 7 the suspect kept saying the same thing over and over: “‘That's my boy. That's my son. C'mon let's go. It's time to go home.’ My player said, ‘Coach, that's not my dad.’”

Hedenkamp said he put his body between the man and the boy, making it clear the 7-year-old wasn’t going anywhere."

Nicely done, Coach.

Posted by DL Sly at March 12, 2014 07:25 PM

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Few instincts more basic than protecting a child in an emergency. If you lose that one, something's broken way down inside.

Cheers to this guy for putting his body between the bad guy and the boy.

Posted by: Texan99 at March 13, 2014 12:07 PM