Canadian Softball - My Family Travels

What crosses your mind when you think of Canada? It’s softball for me. In the past summer I played on a 16U AAU travel team called The Virginia Classics. All that really translates to is a group of dedicated girls going out of town to compete in tournaments, or in this case out of the country. When we arrived to the boarder it was anything but what I anticipated, but once we were finally able to cross over it was all that I expected and more.

                When we passed by the officers patrolling the boarder, my face lit up. You see, the gentlemen at the gate noticed a flash coming through the back window. Oops! That’s when he asked me if I had taken a picture, and of course I did, I mean, can you blame me? My excitement was beyond belief. Well, he took my camera and deleted the picture. Apparently I wasn’t supposed to do that, but at least the problem was solved without further conflict. My point is I can’t recall a single moment in my life when I felt the way I did when I got out of the truck. My heart dropped when I took my first breath outside the doors of the vehicle. It was as if I knew nothing but good was coming out of this trip.

There was a team called The Storm, also staying at the hotel we were in. The tension that arose between this very team and us became as obvious as a storm indeed, so I suppose that was a rather appropriate name. I find it a bit odd that we happened to be the Classics, and we were the ones that behaved with class as oppose to being childish. We played this team twice. The first time around we lost due to unearned runs. Although the second time around we desired revenge. Not only because we lost the previous game, but because the things they were saying to and about our teammates were simply judgmental and unjust. They behaved in such a manor you would think they we raised by monkeys. Not by luck or mere chance, but by skill, determination, and heart we rose above all their remarks and comments, and demolished them. Believe me, it felt amazing.

I’ll never forget the team we played last. The Maryland Stars. The best team in the entire tournament, I fully believe, or at least in our age bracket. We went on to play them for the chance to be one of two teams that competed for the championship. The umpires, announcers, coaches, and fans agreed that this single game was the most intense and competitive game they witnessed all week. We lost by only a few points and I can’t deny that it was a fair and well played game on both sides. They beat us by being the better team, plain and simple. I’m proud to say they came in first place in this international competition. I know they were the team I was cheering for in the end.

In the end we came out with a third place victory. We set out to go home and made it back safely in no more than 12 hours. Canada was a beautiful country and once upon a time after I wanted to live there, but my life would be better spent teaching someone else the values of this world here. Canada impacted my life in a way I can’t quite grasp at this moment, but I know I learned a lot and I loved every minute of it.

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