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My son's little league team won its first playoff game last weekend.

The secret was they were not TOLD it was a playoff game.

That helped keep the pressure off them, and it was an impressive experience from a group of 8-9 year olds.

Update: They lost in the second round on Saturday, so no finals.

I watched my son board the LIRR this past week and deal with commuting and interacting with other commuters. I saw a workshop of a one-woman play called "A TRAIN" recently about an autistic boy obsessed with the subway. And yes, the two stories intersect.

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