8 years of Taco Bell and McDonalds and Waffle House.
8 Years of looking for a washing machine in the middle of nowhere.
8 Years of of long rides home after a bad tournament.
and 8 Years of non-stop talking after a good one.
8 Years of burning a hole in your wallet - or overheating the American Express card.
8 Years of trying to remember where you are going with your son - or where your wife is going with your son.
8 Years of not remembering where you were the day before.
8 Years of nice hotels - and some not so nice motels.
8 Years of following good directions to the field.
And 8 Years of following bad directions to the field.
8 Years of injuries -thank God - most minor.
8 Years of hearing how your sons are good.
And 8 Years of hearing how your sons suck.
8 Years of some great coaches.
and 8 Years of some very bad ones.
8 Years of PG and College Select and a few other great events and baseball people.
And 8 Years of some real ****** ones too.
8 Years of good advice from real players and real people.
And 8 Years of reading nonsense hype and moronic cyber-guru advice.
When this last 18 and under Fall circuit finishes up with the BEST Event in the USA (PG in Jupiter) - I really think I am going to miss it all.
I may be wrong - but I'm betting I am going to miss the whole ride.
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