Wish I could add to the happy stories, but son's team, ranked 1st in State, stunk it up and lost to a lowly ranked team in the first PO game. Everything that could go wrong, did. We actually hit the ball hard, but everything seemed either to go directly to an OF'er or they made an outstanding running/sliding/diving catch. All of their contact seemed to drop in, but we didn't do ourselves any favors by trying to be too cute with the pitching rotation.
Ugh. Son came home, grabbed a big bunch of ice cream, and went to his room, announcing that he was depressed.