Things having been going pretty well lately until tonight. My son had a baseball game and was was struck out (He typically gets a hit everytime) The last couple of games he handled it pretty well when he got out and just sulked a little bit on the bench. I really thought we were making progess. No tantrums, no tears. Well, tonight he struck out and threw the bat (not far, just on the ground right in front of him). The coach came over to talk with him and he turned away from the coach as he was talking to him. My husband went ballistic and picked him up and physically removed him from the game. Alex was crying, yelling, hitting, it was quite a scene. I think my husband made the problem worse by making a big deal about it. I don't know......In that situation, I'm sure all the parents were horrified by our little scene. I've had two glasses of wine and really have no point to this story. I feel stuck and sad that every time we have a great game or great day, I'm on cloud nine. when things don't go well, it ruins my entire day or night. I wish I could get past it and accept him for who he is. We have no diagnosis after an extensive work-up involving money and time and I guess I have to go through the whole neuropsychologist thing again. He's just not an obvious difficult child all the time. He does fine in school and in most social relationships. He blends in for awhile, then it shows. thanks for listening.