There is an old proverb, it goes “ Treat your work as though you will reap a harvest from your labors”. I had never heard of said proverb before my first day of baseball, and even if I had, I would not be able to relate in the slightest. Growing up, I learned that my natural abilities in athletics and school made it so things just came to me, I thought I was a natural born winner. This gave me the mindset that hard work was for people who actually needed it, I (obviously) not being one of those people. This mindset would be crushed on my first day of baseball practice, where I was put in my place and forced to re-evaluate what it truly means to be a successful person.
Ever since I could remember sports have ruled my life. When I was a young boy I played football and baseball. I loved playing both of these games tremendously. As I grew older I distanced myself away from football as I wanted to focus solely on baseball. Although I stopped playing football in the sixth grade, it taught me many things I will never forget.
Every friendship and life lesson learned has happened by playing the sport that I love so much. From little league to college, baseball has taught me more than being an athlete. It has taught me how to work hard, and be passionate about what you love because it doesn’t last forever. Never take something you love for granted because it can be gone in the blink of an eye. Trust me, I’ve learned a few things over the
I gave it my all and pitched like there was no tomorrow. As we were nearing the end of the game the score was close, but we were ahead by one point. It had just become and even more intense that it already was. Every single person was on the edge of their seat waiting to see who would win it all. My team was up to bat and I was on third base.
This made me want to play softball, so I could be just like them. I wanted to play third base and pitcher because my mom played third base and my dad was the pitcher on their team. Once I started playing in a summer league I mainly played third base and sometimes shortstop, but I still really wanted to pitch. I was playing fast pitch, so it was a different style of a pitch than my dad did on his team. After about a year my pitching dreams came true and pitched a couple of innings in a game.
For a young baseball player one of the highest goals to achieve is hitting a homerun -for me that was all I wanted. I already achieved most of what I wanted in baseball, and one of my proudest was a no-hitter, but it was no home run. When I first realized how bad I wanted this feat was one night after a practice where all we did was just hit. The majority of my teammates hit at least one homerun that practice, but me I hit the fence but never was able to send one over. The car ride home after the practice was horrible, I was a mess.
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.
Those two hours with the other girls make softball so much more enjoyable because they love the game as much as I do and it is truly amazing how sports brings people together. People think sports are just sports, but in reality to athletes it’s an escape from life, it’s our second family, and most important we feel like we belong there. Sports make you feel like your apart of something bigger than a team. Softball has been my second family and I have made so many amazing friendships that might last for the rest of life and even if they don’t, I will never forget all my friends or the memories that I have playing ball with
They tried to teach me how to catch and throw the ball. But I couldn’t get the hang of it, so they encouraged me to push harder. From encouraging me I grew to love the sport. My favorite part was being at shortstop, was able to tag people and strike them out. I have a pretty good throwing arm to be a girl.
I’ve learned many things about softball, but one that has stuck out to me and that also applies to life is that it can be fun. However, sometimes things happen and people have got to just keep pushing through it. My third year of softball my team was very proficient, strong, and confident. When it came time to go to our first tournament, we were unquestionably excited. We knew we were going to do excellent because our team was undefeated, and with our confidence, we could do anything we wanted.
Finally after 20 years “The Captain” retired. Even when Jeter stopped playing baseball he didn’t stop loving baseball. He still went to every game he could and would take any reason to do something for Baseball. Because, Jeter loves Baseball and Baseball will forever love