So my team finished up the tournament we were in last Saturday. We had games at 9:45am, 12:30pm and at 2:30pm. We headed into play on Saturday with a 2-0 record.
We won our pool in the first game with a 7 to 2 victory. That meant we played the perennial favorite, Centennial High School.
We played a great game. Our guys were making plays on defense, putting the ball in play and scoring runs. Before we know it the umpire says, "This will be the last inning." We are up 5 to 1.
First batters gets out...two outs away. And then the wheels fall off.
A few errors, a few hits, mix in another error and we have a tie ballgame. In the bottom half of the inning, we got a runner to third, but struck out to end the inning.
At this point I lean on my pitcher a bit too long, and we find ourselves on the short end of the stick and lose 10-5.
So we move over fields to where we are competing for 3rd place. Our guys are drained...I'M DRAINED and my voice is shot.
We start off down 5 to 0 in the first inning, but rally back to tie it in the 2nd. New ballgame.
We move to the last inning (we are the home team) where we trailing by 2 runs.
First batter, base hit. Next batter, ground ball double play. Next batter, routine ground ball to the 2nd base girl.
The ball goes through her legs. We have life.
The following 12 pitchers are balls, meaning we are down by one with the bases load.
Batter is down to his last strike and then gets hit in the helmet. TIE BALL GAME.
Next pitch is a wild one that goes to the screen, my player runs home for the victory!
It was a day filled with highs and lows. Our guys gained confidence in their ability to "play with the big boys." They showed heart in coming back from a brutal loss to come from behind to win a game against a good team.
Our next game is Friday as we open up league play. We feel good about our team. The bar was raised Saturday. Here's to the bar moving up.