It was my son's senior year in high school, and his team was playing a rival team (the best in the area). The coach of this team had previously told my husband that our son would never go anywhere in baseball since his school was not strong as a 'baseball' school, and he would never get noticed. In this game, my son hit '3' homeruns and went on to bat .564 his senior year. To make a long story short, he got a 'full ride' and played baseball at a D1 school for 4 years and was drafted his senior year as an 18th rounder who went on to play 3 years of pro ball before injuring his knee. That coach had to eat his words. Our philosophy had always been that 'the cream will rise to the top, no matter where you play.' You just never know who might be watching.