When I was younger, I loved to play baseball. I would join multiple leagues every year, and spend days in the summer playing pickup games with friends. Of course I had other interests, but baseball 's combination of technical and physical skill stood out to me as something that I loved. As time went on, and I became more serious about the sport, I began to realize that I was actually terrible at it. I understood the strategy and could perform any individual task, but I could never piece it together to play at even an intermediate level. As I continued I became increasingly frustrated, making fewer teams and settling for merely intramural leagues. Finally, I reached an age where I could no longer compete without being selected for a team, and stopped playing competitively altogether. …show more content…
As a child, baseball was not a competition, but rather an outlet for fun and an exciting activity, and that is how I saw it even as I got older. However, with aging, it became more competitive and success driven. It was difficult for me to reconcile my carefree attitude with the harsh, competitive nature of the sport. However, as I matured, it became easier. I stopped emphasizing blind competition, and began to enjoy the game for its method. I still dedicated myself to the game as a teenager, striving to get better every day, not because I wanted to win, but because I cared about the game, I owed it to myself to play to the best of my ability. Even as the sport moved on, I got enjoyment out of it and continued to play, even without a league to play
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Baseball is what many call “America’s Pastime”. It is the game that never fails to bring me from the highest highs to the lowest lows. The second that you think you are the best, the game will humble you. When you are at a loss for confidence, you will do something amazing that will turn your game around. Nothing beats the smell of the spring air, the dirty pants, the laughs with teammates and the glory of winning.
In 2013, I was selected to play on the only all girls baseball team in the largest tournament for twelve year olds in the United States, Cooperstown Dreams Park in Cooperstown, New York. Baseball has always been a male dominant sport and because of that, I have always been praised for being the only girl on the all boys team. Since I was four years old, I had only played with boys. Everyone welcomed me and saw nothing wrong. However, as I grew older and know-it-all dads began coaching their sons, the same faces who welcomed me, turned their backs.
I have been interested in baseball ever since I was three, I went to a cardinals game and I got a monkey. I know it sounds weird but they had a monkey with velcro hands and feet and I would hang him around my neck all the time. I still have the monkey today.
At ten years old I really doubted if I wanted to play baseball after that season. We were the worst team in the league. In our first and only playoff game we lost. During that game I felt like my coach was dumber than a bag of rocks, he didn't even know the difference between the shortstop position and the second base position. He didn't know how to run the scorebook and he has not played a game of baseball his whole life.
Baseball: A life full of lessons “The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go.” - Dr Suess. My first steps were with a baseball bat in my hand. Baseball was life, the rest was just details.
I believe that my greatest skill is baseball. In my youth, I found that I didn’t enjoy sports as much as my parents pushed me to try them. Quite possibly the competitive nature of sports was not enjoyable and I felt that staying within the comforts of home was better. However, something clicked after following baseball for a season and I urged my parents to sign me up.
Baseball Is The Hardest Sport No other sport rivals the difficulty of America’s Pastime. The game of baseball spurred in the eighteenth century but didn't come to life until the mid nineteenth century. Ever since eighteen forty-five, the year of the first baseball game in history, baseball has grown into an enormous sport expanding its reach around the world bringing millions of people closer together. Over the past one hundred and seventy-three years baseball has proven itself as the hardest sport across the globe due to hitting a baseball, fielding the ball, playing the game inside the game, and succeeding in baseball.
For most of my childhood, the sport of baseball was the one activity I loved above anything else. Nothing could compare to the exhilarating freedom and satisfaction of bolting full speed around the bases, determined to steal 2nd, beating the "Throwdown" by a fraction of a second. The massive dust cloud kicked up by my cleats and the thunderous boom of the umpire shouting, "Safe!" made me feel empowered. It was in moments like those, when I was in control of my own fate, choosing whether to stay or to run, whether to play it safe or to risk failure, that I learned one of the most important lessons of my life.
At the end of my presentation, the audience will be able to explain the reasoning why the Little League World Series makes kids strive to succeed in the sport of baseball. So, I wrote this speech a little while ago so bear with me, four score and seven years……. oh I apologize that’s the wrong speech. So for starters….(start into Relevancy Statement). My topic is relevant to you because if you have kids or want to have kids you should get them involved in sports, my presentation specifically supports why they should play baseball or softball.
So when the first day of the season came, I went to the first practice. After the first I wanted to quit. My whole entire body was sore and I was exhausted. I stuck it out and realized that the sport isn 't bad at all. So next season I really tried hard and became Toll Gate High School 's first Division
One night at baseball practice, competition elevated my level of play to where it needed to be. That night, for the most part had not been my night. I had been missing routine ground balls and throwing the ball off target constantly. It felt like I could do nothing right, until coach called for a fielding contest. Even though I had been struggling, now that every play mattered I hit my stride.
Think Big Leagues When I play baseball with my friends I have lots of fun, but imagine what it would be like to play on a professional team. My parents dream for me is to be successful and happy, but I have had an interest in baseball since I was four years old. I remember waking up ready to go play a tournament in the fresh summer air. When I watch the games on T.V, Mike Trout always stood out to me.
Eventually, I stopped playing them so that I could focus more of my time on golf. At first, I wasn’t very good but there was this drive and “fire” inside me that pushed me to practice longer and harder than others. That year, I got an opportunity to test my progress and to prove myself as a golfer. I made my first appearance in a varsity golf match. That day I shot a 43 to help my team secure a win over the
Furthermore, I wasn’t very skilled either, and realized it wouldn’t be best for me to continue down that path. On the other hand, I was an exceptional baseball player and I loved the playing sport up until this summer. I played on a travel team, I batted leadoff and played any position needed, except first baseman because of my stature. I lost interest in the game after our team went a dismal 1-35 over the summer, and decided to venture out and search for other opportunities. I was always fascinated with all the behind the scenes action in sports, and I was also a “student” of the game, meaning my iq of the game would exceed some of my skills.