06/21/2026
Today we celebrate the men who have sacrificed everything for their daughters’ softball careers…
Their weekends.
Their backs.
Their bank accounts.
And occasionally, their sanity.
These brave souls willingly wake up at 4:30 AM to drive 2 hours for a tournament, only to spend the entire day sitting in a lawn chair that was apparently designed by medieval torture experts.
Softball dads have mastered the art of carrying:
🥎 bat bags
🥎 4 chairs
🥎 A giant cooler
🥎 A wagon
🥎 17 random items nobody else wanted to carry
…all in one trip because making two trips is for quitters.
They’ve become experts in softball terminology:
“She was safe.”
“Blue, you’ve got to be kidding me.”
And the ever-popular:
“I’M NOT MAD.”
(He was, in fact, mad.)
Softball dads can also be found spending $500 on a new bat while simultaneously complaining about a $2.50 bag of sunflower seeds.
And let’s be honest…
No one believes in their daughter more than a softball dad.
A routine ground ball to shortstop?
“D1 prospect.”
A single to right field?
“College scouts are definitely watching.”
A pop fly caught during warmups?
“Future Hall of Famer.”
But through every strikeout, every win, every loss, every road trip, every batting practice, and every post-game ice cream stop, you’ve been there cheering louder than anyone else.
Thank you for being coaches, chauffeurs, equipment managers, financial sponsors, grill masters, and your daughters’ biggest fans.
Happy Father’s Day to our Havoc dads and all other dads out there!
Now enjoy your day!
