Memoir Photo

This photo represents a very found memoir of mine. This photo is from my Junior year of high school, during our baseball team's trip to Vero Beach, Florida. We played a tournament of 10 games against teams from all over the country. The best part of the trip wasn't the baseball, but it was definitely the comradery between me and all of my good friends on the team. This part of my life was a very emotional time for me because my dad had actually passed away on May 3rd, right when we were getting into serious practice for baseball. Then, here I was about a month later in Florida with all my friends busting my ass playing two games a day. This was such a special trip for me because I realized how tight me and my friends were. My friends didn't have to feel bad for me to show me they cared. They pushed me to keep playing, keep getting better, and just have fun again. I distinctly remember just being beat and sun burnt from baseball all day, and not being able to sleep because my friends would keep me up all night fighting and wrestling with me. I still remember talking about my good friends sister's overbite and him punching my throwing shoulder 40 consecutive times. I also remember our last night there where we ambushed our assistant coach, who used to work as a professional wrestler. I can honestly say this trip was one of the best weeks of my life. We even went an undefeated, 10-0.