I think a special subject needs to be discussed, and that's the annual event in the life of a cold weather D3 baseball player, when your team gets the opportunity to travel to some warm weather environment to rattle off like 10 games in 6 days.
At this point in the year, you went home for Christmas break, got stupid drunk with the hometown boys, and chased after chicks that were freshly graduated from high school and in their first semester of college, now hanging out at your favorite local bar.
You probably drunk texted and smashed your ex high school girlfriend, while keeping your parents up all night as you vomitted your guts out in the bathroom 5ft from their bedroom, but its OK because that's what D3 legends do. We don't alternate beers and water, we don't go liquor before beer, we go straight mix of chaos and head directly to the devil's house with no fear.
After you tore it up over Christmas, you returned back to school and in January started up baseball again. You are stuck in some shitty gym, sharing it with the women's basketball team , taking hacks in a shitty cage in the back corner where the light barely shines. Your assistant coach who just graduated and hit .205 for his career, is now rocketing ground balls at you either on a basketball court or the asphalt in the parking lot, acting like he's the hottest shit in the world.
The sun barely appears and you're getting blasted by snow every other day, but stand strong boys because the annual down south trip is coming. 24/7 sunshine, chicks barely clothed just begging for a D3 legend to make a move on them. The ball carries further, and liquor runs smoother. The cigarettes taste like candy and the dip like heaven. You got a solid arm tan going, and you are dominating the local pool volleyball scene. You're talking shit to the other teams located at your same hotel by day, while creeping on their sisters and girlfriends at night.
Heaven awaits boys, and the time is coming soon, so stand strong and don't fuck it up this final week. Your one goal in life is to get on that bus or plane, and make it to the promised land, because this is where the journey begins. Best of luck and rep your shit like an absolute savage.
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