Once again, it’s baseball season, and I’m on the fence about hitting on some kid’s mom!I’m a single dad, enjoying time with my son on our local town’s youth travel baseball team. This year, I got my eye on the ball and two. Her name is:Pam Roberts She’s hotter than Pam Anderson back in the day. Her eyes won’t leave downstairs. I think she wants me to say something. I should, but I can’t-not in front of the kids.My guy downstairs says, 'Do it.' My mind replies, ’Down, boy!’ ’If I get the chance to knock her b***ts, I’m going for it.’