Adam spent some more time with us, until his ride home had arrived. He gathered up all his stuff, waved, then left.
I felt a little sad seeing all of them go, one after another. It felt like our team banquet, where all the seniors were saying goodbye. We probably weren't going to play with one another again.
With players leaving and clearing out the cafeteria, Zeke and Rhys were finally freed from their obligations and joined us at the table.
Rhys brought two Stanford bags over and placed one before each of us. "Hey, I grabbed these for you guys. Your evaluation papers are inside."
"Cool, thanks." Noah opened his bag first and started to pull out his papers. He then set them aside and looked at the other stuff in his bag. "What did we all get?" He pulled out a shirt, a hydro flask, a lanyard, some granola bars, fruit snacks, wrist sweatbands, and batting gloves. "Wow! They really went all out. These are Nike batting gloves."
