And I used to watch you as you did everything... because we've been friends so long... and then you began spending all your time at baseball... and you never stopped to speak to anybody any more. Not even your own family you didn't... and, George, it's a fact, you've got awful conceited and stuck-up, and all the girls say so. They may not say so to your face, but that's what they say about you
My parents support me now when I have a tournament or a different game. I know every time I step on the field, my parents will support me. If I continue to play, which I would love to do, my parents will be their for me through the highs and the lows. I want to play high school baseball for the varsity team. If I make the varsity team, I know if my school work is good, I can make a good college for baseball.
My grandfather is just as enthusiastic about softball as I am, he is my number one supporter and he is always sitting in the stands. He is the reason I became a competitive softball player. Without his influence I would have never started playing. My grandfather explained to me that I will come across people like this for the rest of my life and you must deal with it now and learn from it, rather than be blindsided in the future. He advise me to continue playing knowing that the season would end and stay on the team and fight through all of the adversity.
I joined another little league team and had the best season yet as a baseball player. It was the most enjoyable experience that I can recall. Walking into that old, stinking gym doesn’t remind me of failure anymore. To me, it represents my ability to succeed. I was pushed away from my dream but I pushed back even harder.
All my life, I have seen the game of softball as an opportunity to improve my life. Whether it be on or off the field, softball has taught me life skills certain people can only imagine learning. As a sassy 6 year old playing Tee-ball, I can remember giving attitude to other teams since we were losing. My coaches scolded us for unpleasant attitudes regarding losing. It bothered me that others were winning.
I owe to them not only my success in the sport, but also my confidence and determination. My first experience playing softball was by no means extraordinary. I did not make an amazing play, or hit a homerun to improve my team’s confidence in my capabilities. The memory still rests in my mind as a reminder of my own confidence and the beginning of the construction of my own positive self image. I will forever be grateful to my friends for leading me into a sport which continues to encourage me to display my best abilities, and achieve more than I ever imagined
Batman, Harvey Dent, and Lieutenant Gordon all are very good examples of fate and free will. It took a year of full commitment, sacrificing time with their families on holidays, working late night’s, risking themselves and their families safety, and their reputation of their job. Lieutenant Gordon struggled the most; he not only was missing his wife, he was missing his son’s first holidays as a newborn. “I don’t want to be here. My wife is home making a turkey and stuffing and that's where decent, honest people should be on this day, but justice doesn't have a calendar
When I was twelve my best friends name was Jamyra also known as “Jam” for short. We were inseparable, spending days and nights, sometimes even weeks together on end. Nothing could tear us apart, not a mountain, not one person, not even being three thousand miles away from each other, so we thought. In the summer of 2006 our parents surprised us, we were going to summer camp together for a week! We were so ecstatic being able to be away from our families to sleep in a cabin with random kids, going on adventures, doing cool activates, and eating as much junk food as we wanted.
I went out to the course every single day and it didn’t show any signs of getting better. My mom ends up calling Mike Pasqually. I’ve never golfed with him but he is the golf pro at noble hawk and Matt’s high school coach. I worked with him once a week and my golf game did end up improving slightly but still no cure. After spending a few days with me over the couple of weeks, he thought the same thing Matt did.
She has been playing since she was little. Every other weekend I would ask her what she was doing, but the only response I got was softball practice or a tournament. I love her determination and loyalty to the sport that she has been playing since she was a little girl. Kiyomi and I have been great friends since the first day she came in the 5th grade. I love her amazing personality and sense of humor.
The bus ride to the Amherst meet was just like any other that season. We were listening to music, talking, and joking about how much we were going to lose by. For so far in my rookie year we had lost every race. We walked the course before the race, but no one was really paying attention, we were still thinking about last night’s spaghetti supper. Carbo-loading before a meet while playing football and sitting by the fire had long been a tradition for our team.
I kept score at every game and helped my coaches with anything they needed. My perseverance helped me adjust to the situation I was put in and let me overcome my injury. This skill has definitely assisted me in many things in addition to missing out on my junior year softball season. For example, I grew up in an interfaith family. As a result of this, I got used to always having different holidays and family events to participate
I was ecstatic about the whole experience, my mom would take me to the green belt by our house and practice throwing and catching with me and take me to batting cages with my sister and my grandfather. Later she enrolled me in a recreational league called Chandler Girls softball where I played on a team with my current best friend Laney. I loved the game, not only the actual game but the relationships and teamwork that has made me a better person. Since then I have played on multiple Chandler Girls Softball teams, my middle school team, and last year I was blessed enough to have gained a spot with my high school varsity team. Till this day I still play with my best friend and participate with after game rituals of dinner.
It was then that I realized softball was not just an activity that I enjoyed but rather an outlet for me. When I am playing softball, I turn into the person I have always wanted to be. I become more caring, compassionate, fearless, and most of all, I become part of a team. Since playing with my travel team, we have become a family and I feel empowered knowing that I have people there who will support me no matter how many times I miss a throw or strike out. I am considered a role model to the younger girls.