The first night was the opening ceremonies and they introduced all of the teams.
One day, we had a lot of free time, so we rode up to the lake and did some fishing.
On Monday, Wes had to go back to work and the tournament was still going on. So Trevor and I made the trip back and forth a couple of times. He got some needed rest.
The last game in which we lost and was our exit out of the tournament. All of the boys got a neat backpack with a lot of neat souvenir type trinkets and things.
One last picture before heading home.
It will be an experience that Trevor will always remember. It was neat that they went so far. We will remember it too, but after all the traveling, packing, unpacking, laundry, more laundry, and traveling, and traveling, there is a big part of me screaming to not see another baseball for 10 years.







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