I was so excited to meet all kinds of new people and play the game we all love, but I never thought it would be as challenging as it has been for me this year. Softball is a big part of my life and who I am, but should I have to be as dedicated as my coaches make me be? I am a freshmen at American River this year I am attending school and playing softball. When I decided to play softball I new it was going to be a lot of time and hard work. But what I did not realize was all of the things I was going to give up.
Then we heard the sound. When we heard the buzzer we ran to our positions on the field. It was their ball now all we had to do now is block the goal so they don 't score. I was so nervous they were really good when it came to defense. We were never going to win.
The knee injuries I got but never wanted Imagine you’re back in the 7th grade. It 's spring sports season and you 're finally able to be on the school 's softball team. There are no tryouts, so you make the 7th-grade team. You 've played softball since you were in the 3rd grade and tee-ball prior to that. You play catcher, third base, and really want to be a pitcher too.
It all seemed great, but was I ready or would I ever be ready to see people in their worst days? It took me a whole year in college to realize that firefighting was something I did not want to pursue. Desperately looking for a new major, I started to consider teaching, but purely for selfish reasons. However, somewhere during my second year of college, there was a significant spark that led me to want to pursue teaching for a different reason. In high school, sports were everything, maintaining a good GPA was crucial.
I still cannot believe that he had thrown the ball all the way to the cut without the ball bouncing once. Tanner had been lined up perfect with me and the second he felt the ball in his glove he had rifled it to me. I had turned 180 degrees and reached in the general area that I thought he would
For many many years I was always seen as the player the team called on to pull the team out of a rut. To make things a bit more complicated my high school coach had been my coach my entire softball career. He knew how I thought, how i played, and really molded me into the player I am today. I soon graduated from my little league summer softball to the competitive nature of highschool ball. As a freshman I knew I was going to be overlooked.
We executed our gameplan, and we won. Then, against Highland Park, we were going to stop David Sachs and Luke Norcia and make the rest of their team beat us. They did not. Then, with all the confidence in the world going into our first conference home game, we played Niles North, and they took it to us. Unlike New Trier, Niles North was fast and wanted to run up and down, so we wanted to slow it down because they could not guard us in our half court offense.
Madisen Hansen Period A3 There are twenty six letters in the alphabet, and never had I thought that five letters could be arranged in such a painful way. APUSH was a class that I had originally taken because my parents simply did not think I could do it. So I took the hardest class in the school. But I didn’t learn just history. I got more out of that class than I have ever gotten out of my high school career.
Timidly, I placed my trembling fingers back on the strings, and for the second time, I dragged the bow downwards. Ambivalent at first, like a flower not quite sure if it wants to bloom or not. Soon my fears left me as I brazenly brandished the hairs of my bow across the strings. I finished with more bravado than ever, my determination ushering me forward. The last note ringed through my ear–sharp enough to shatter a glass.
She was reluctant at first and impossible to convince when told the price of little league fees. My mother was able to eventually scrape the money together and at last, I was signed up for my first season of baseball. Hoping to give me a tactical advantage, she placed me on a team exclusively for children under the age of eight. I was completely ignorant as to why I was so much taller than the other kids, as well as their remarks about their new teammate.
The whistle blew and I took a shot and failed, but then I took another shot right after that and got into his legs. All I had to do was finish the takedown. But as I was going to finish the takedown we ended up into a funky position and then that’s when everything went wrong. I got into a J.O. tilt, and this is a very weird move.