1st Year check

Two outs. Runner on first. Count is 2-2 (2 balls and 2 strikes). Here comes the pitch. Bam! Inside. Jams up and hits a ground ball too 3rd base. Quick as a blink of an eye makes a double play. Two different worlds combine together almost like day and night. One side screaming and cheering as for the other that's it for them as tears run down their face. Seasons and careers being over for some. And for the other team its just the beginning for them.

Our season ended. As we played for the Conference Championship Tournament being the number 1c in our conference, we thought we would have it in the bag, but of course it didn't go our way. We got killed by this team. 11-0. Yeah exactly we couldn't score one point. This team was coming after us and we had no idea what we were going into. As we lost heads were down as for our pride. We felt like all that work we've done from the fall to the spring was pointless. At least for some. As for others it was a life lesson to play everything out, play as if its your last game because it was. But at that point it was too late. As we stood there watching the other team receive their trophy, we had no courage nor pride to clap nor congratulate the team.

After the game our coaches gave their speeches out on how pride they where and it was sincere to hear what they had to say.
"This sport doesn't define you, that score doesn't define this team. All the sweat, tears, blood you put into this team doesn't even define what you guys have done. You all are such an inspiration to everyone, each other, the community, and all the little girls out their wanting to be like you. Thank you for everything, thank you for making me become a better coach, person, friend, and love mate."
 - one of the coaches

It was such an touchy part this particularly coach gave out because if you know this person you would see how this person acts. No emotion, hard to joke around with and confusing at times. However the speech they gave was so emotional it made those on the team who don't cry often, cry.

The fact that my freshman year is over is sad, however its great too. I've learned so much and can't wait too experience all the sweat, tears, and blood all over again in the fall.

2013-2014 Conference Champions