Bottom of the 9th. Bases loaded. 2 outs. Title on the line. I knew I would be the one to lead my team to victory and send us home. We had been battling the Harvard Westlake Werewolves for 6 grueling innings. A pitcher's duel to say the least, as Division I bound Kyle Nicol had thrown a shutout up until this point. Unfortunately for us, so had their ace pitcher, McCabe Slye. All of our hard work came down to this point. We came into this tournament against all odds. Our entire starting lineup consisted entirely of rookies, we had not a single returning starting player. John Burroughs was not notorious for being a powerhouse, despite winning their league title the previous year, so going up against the highly respected Harvard Westlake Werewolves,
