dirt, sweat, and a whole bunch of mexicans
saturday went to t.j. to play in a tournament. the whole thing was rigged and no one wanted/expected us to even place, because we weren't from mexico. the umpires weren't fair, they would change the count on us, call almost all of our pitcher's pitches balls, and call all these bogus calls. saturday we played from 10 in the morning until 11 at night, and that is hell when you're sick and you've lost your voice and yet you're screaming.
sunday we went back to t.j. to play for first place and lost. got second place. after the game did we find out we lost to the junior olympic gold medal team. we didn't get to play the national team because it was just a friendly and the parents didn't want us to.
we're supposed to come out in the mexican newspaper today. our pitcher (ana) got the best pitcher award and our catcher (grace) got the most homeruns award. i taught erica and maria 2 new words: marimacha and twat.
i can't upload pictures right now because my computer is dead and i have to use my grandma's. so yeah.
monday i went to the chula vista mall with dynamite and kevin. i felt like shit the whole time. but it was fun.
sunday we went back to t.j. to play for first place and lost. got second place. after the game did we find out we lost to the junior olympic gold medal team. we didn't get to play the national team because it was just a friendly and the parents didn't want us to.
we're supposed to come out in the mexican newspaper today. our pitcher (ana) got the best pitcher award and our catcher (grace) got the most homeruns award. i taught erica and maria 2 new words: marimacha and twat.
i can't upload pictures right now because my computer is dead and i have to use my grandma's. so yeah.
monday i went to the chula vista mall with dynamite and kevin. i felt like shit the whole time. but it was fun.