It was a cool, dry morning when the team rounded up. Our coach had notified the team that we were in risk of elimination. The faces of my teammates were as hopeless a rose in a desert. As a captain, I spoke out and tried to lift our spirits with a speech. Baseball is such an unpredictable sport, I said. The time spent on the practice field was for moments like these. With our backs against the wall, we had to put up a fight against four other teams. And that was just to make it to the championship game. Not only were we the underdogs, we were the youngest team in the tournament. We won the first game, then the second; cruising through these teams were as easy as taking candy from a baby. The real challenge was yet to come. Win number three
