Josh says, "Hey, Mack, what's the score?"
McKay: "I think it's tied or something. We're doing just AWESOME."
McKay then runs back to the dugout and rejoins his team.
Josh turns to me, "So, what's the score?"
Me: "The score is 7 to 1. We're 1."
Because it's not about whether you win or lose.
It's about goofing off in the dugout with a bunch of squirley boys your age, adjusting your new cup every ten seconds because it's JUST! SO! UNCOMFORTABLE!, and diving like mad when you're up to bat (after all, it is kid pitch this year, and yes, he's already been hit).