This is my third year playing softball with same group of guy’s. Awesome guy’s. It’s probably the main reason we’re still in MN, other than family. Anyway, three years of blood, sweat and beers tears. We are a better than average team that usually wins most of the games. Three years and three winning seasons. The only problem is we couldn’t beat a third grade girl scout team when it comes to a tournament. We’ve been to two state tournaments, 0-4 and a dozen other small tourney’s where we lose to old guy’s in freakin’ jeans, yes jeans!! Is it over confidence, folding under pressure what is it??????? The only team that can beat us on our best day is us and it sucks. If we all weren’t good friends there would be a lot more arguments. But that’s ball, you win some and lose some. Even after every horrible loss and getting home at 11:30 at night swearing to never play again, I can’t wait until the next game. So how do we or you overcome pressure? When it’s finally time to put up or shut up I’d rather start to put up. helphelphelp!!!!
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