They had a less-than-stellar season, but in the end they pulled it off and won their tournament (so maybe a few of the weaker players weren't there, and the subs were super solid) . Max and Tessa had about 12 popsicles each, exceeding their sugar quota for the entire month. I looked like a terrible mom, but it kept them happy during the three hours of games in the miserable Dallas heat. I was just happy watching Ty play, he was pretty great all season. (The 3rd place team players that we were sitting by had lots of good things to say about his playing. They'd had a few to drink and were quite vocal with their thoughts.)
