Narrative Essay On Kelsey Bradford

After that, I tried to push on, until we got the third out. When ten minutes had passed, we finally got the last out ,and we hustled in to talk to our coach. When we huddled in a circle, my coach exclaimed, “Grace go and get some ice on that arm,” as she marched to the giant huddle of girls. “And do you want to bat because if you don’t, you can’t go back on the field.” That’s when I knew my

After leaving one runner on second in the previous inning, the eighth looked as if the Boom would at least tie, if not take the lead. Daniel Sweet (Dallas Baptist), Michael Gizzi (State College of Florida) and Matt Gandy (Creighton) worked consecutive base-on-balls to load the bases with no one out. Sanford made a pitching change, with Cody Henry (Alabama) coming to the plate. He lined a frozen rope over a ducking Gizzi, right at the short stop, who beat Gizzi back to the second base bag, for the double play. Sweet scampered home, as the first pitch of Garrett Wolforth’s (Dallas Baptist) at-bat, got away from the catcher.

It had seemed to take forever for him to make the call. He had finally said “You’re out!” The Panther parents went crazy they were cheering and whistling. My team had rushed from everywhere to home plate. They were complimenting Dane,Tanner, and I on the sweet play.

Three-time Olympic champion Gail Devers once said, “Sometimes we fall, sometimes we stumble, but we can’t stay down. We can’t allow life to beat us down. Everything happens for a reason, and it builds character in us, and it tells us what we are about and how strong we really are when we didn’t think we could be that strong.” In the biography Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand, Devers ' words illustrate the sturdy determination of Louis Zamperini, which carried him through everything from his track career and time as a prisoner of war in Japan, to his life after World War II had ended. In all, Louie’s unfailing willpower to continue through life’s hardships outshone all other traits throughout his haunting story.

That game I ended up tearing my ACL on the 8th play of the game, and just like Tony Gwynn’s world, three strikes you’re out. Indeed I was, I was out for six months with five months of therapy. I was in a failure hole, and was looking to stay in that hole, but I soon realized that I can either sit and pout or come back better than I was the first time. My decision was to come back better, that was one step forward. For five months I went through the most grueling therapy I could imagine, but I never game up and I stuck to the plan that my therapist gave me, step two forward.

Rachel Eaves, 14, is no ordinary girl. She was the only female player and defensive captain on her middle school team, playing as a linebacker and running back. It all started as joke, but soon turned into a reality, breaking the stereotype of football only being a boys’ sport. Rachel started playing football when she was ten.

Bradford isn’t just the story of the year for OU football. He’s been one of college football’s most compelling stories all season,and it began,humbly enough,when he played scout team quarterback for the OU defense last season. His turn performing a largely unwanted task impressed head coach Bob Stoops and when Bradford got his shot with the offense during last season’s Fiesta Bowl. Stoops was watching. Bradford won the Heisman Trophy his sophomore at the Oklahoma Sooners.

She was named Player of the Year in California while playing softball in high school. During her high school career, Lisa had 1,503 strikeouts. She also had 70 shut-out games in high school. With her outstanding skill of pitching Lisa’s high school team won over 80 games in high school, and she led her high school team to the California Interscholastic Federation Southern Section Softball

The mound is only forty-three feet from home plate, so the pitcher must have very fast reflexes to field a hit directed right back to her. She is off-balance from the momentum of the pitch and focused on the ball more than the batter, but her help in catching infield balls is crucial to the team. Batters hitting short bunts or the newly popular slap hits mean the pitcher and third baseman need to coordinate to cover both the shallow and deep infield (Spaventa, n.d.). The pitcher is closest to home plate and is relied upon to field the hits in front of

Crack! The baseball flew off the bat as the runner sprinted towards first base. It was a decent hit to left field, but the batter was happier than normal to get on base. This was because Cameron Miller, a retired MLB baseball star and maybe the best player to ever play for the Baltimore Orioles, was watching the game. This was at Brill Park, Cameron’s Little League park, where he practically lived in his youth.

Timmy met me halfway and put his hand on my shoulder I looked up at him and that’s when I realized tears were streaming down my face. I felt weak like a helpless child. Timmy reassured me that it wasn’t my fault. “You have the right to have one foot in the box and take practice swings, it’s going to be ok,” he said, but I wasn’t really paying attention to him. I looked around at my team and the crowd they were all shocked like me.

Eyes blinded by the intense glare from the golden clay that laid at rest beneath nine pairs of heavy metal softball cleats, eight players stood waiting like over sized monkeys with dangling arms hungry for the last pitch to be thrown. The scent of freshly cut grass filled my nose and forever lingers in the back of my mind.

Life is like a sporting event. The effort you put into practice, is the result you’ll get. There are both positives and negatives, but I have discovered that when things are negative, is when you learn the most and grow as a player. In any sport, you will have people that influence you on your team, and the team you’re against. In softball, you’ll face many obstacles.

When I first joined softball I remember it being such a beautiful day it was really fresh out in the softball field, the sky was light blue with birds flying high above, and the softball field’s grass was dark green and looked great for a picnic. I felt all alone in the big diamond field, my head had second thoughts as I seen all those other girls who were also going out for softball talking to their friends as they were waiting for the coaches to get to the softball field. Since I knew no one and was the youngest one out there going out for softball, I said to myself, I should not come back tomorrow, even though deep inside I knew I wanted to join. I had that second thought mostly because I was lonely and I didn't know anyone. I didn’t give up, I went out to tryouts everyday until the teams were made.

I finally arrive at the nurse’s office and I gave her my pass. She asked me what had happened and I explained as she examined my finger. She tried bending it, but I would pull my finger away every time. All at once, my finger felt like it had a knot in it then there was a sharp pain but the pain would stay. It would become more painful every time she would move or bend my finger.