So after flying over Munich and Rome, here I am in Reggio Calabria. Deep down on the boot tip of Italy, right across of Sicily. Stop sighnes and speed limits seem to be taken here as mere suggestions., and haven’t even picked up my rental car jet. Driving on the motorway is somewhere in between the Indy 500 and the chariot race in the movie Ben Hur. The ballpark looked terrible on Google earth, but flying into the airport it looked beautiful from above. The first game was kind of a blowout, as the swiss team lost to Lithuania 15 to 1 on 4 hits and 7 errors. The Lithuanian team made full use of the U15 in size and age of their players, so almost all of them where a foot bigger than most of our players.