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Amanda's baseball team steps up to bat with a fundraising tournament

Amanda had an amazing time for a couple of years, playing softball with a great bunch of ladies from around the region. At bat or on third base, she loved getting out there and playing hard.

Here's how it looked at the end of the 2011 season when the Demons had their best-ever finish:



She had to stop mid-season when we found out she was pregnant. Then Amanda couldn't play last year because she was very sick from chemotherapy. This year, she's heading to London to continue her cancer treatment and be near family.

Her team, the Demons, is arranging a one-day tournament to get some great players out onto the field, show some love, and raise a few bucks. You can click the image to see the details.


In text, here are the details:

We are hosting a fundraising tourney June 7 at the Three Villages ball fields.
Funds are for a fellow ball player who is suffering from Ovarian Cancer and her one year old son.
Cost is $250 per team. 6 guys and 4 girls but more are welcome.
There will be a Canteen, and there are washrooms on site.
50/50 draws and misc. prizes throughout the day.
We will also be collecting any recyclables people would like to donate.
1st Prize - 12 1.5 lb lobsters and 2 flats of beer. (48)
2nd Prize - 12 1 lb lobsters and 1 flat of beer. (24)
If you like to play ball and have fun, this is the tournament for you.
To register your team, or if you have any questions call or text Sherry @ 902-221-8736.

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  1. People can be so wonderful. I hope the games attract a flood of support.

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