Several hours later, Leslie and I had returned to our Airbnb, simultaneously exhausted and exhilarated. Between some incredible times from our team and uncharacteristically poor performances from other teams, we did it. We had won the championship. Our small school defied the odds, dominating the field during its very first appearance. It was a once-in-a-generation moment.

Four of the boys were celebrating with us at the house: Zach, Randall, John, and Cody. The other boys had wanted to spend the evening exploring the town, but these four decided to hang with us instead. At first, I assumed they'd hoped for free alcohol, but looking back, I wondered if they were...