Personal Narrative: A Day In The Softball Field

The play was kinda close so I slide into home face first. I heard the catcher catch the ball two seconds later. I heard the ump say “safe”. The biggest smile formed on my face because I knew I was home. I think about that at bat every day and ask myself what if I swung a second earlier or later ,but then realize that it doesn 't matter because it 's over and we had

I had a feeling that I was gonna pitch that day, so I had to get my mind right. When I got to the field I sat my bag and everything else in the same spot, grabbed my glove, stretched, and started warming up. At the time I was very superstitious and I had to do the same thing every single pregame. Right before the game started my coach talked to all of us and then I would give my pregame speech to hype of the team. Then I ran out to the field and began pitching.

Once I take a swing at the perfect pitch you can hear the crack of the bat forcefully pushing the ball to get a base hit. At first base I then watch our coach give the sign to hit to the next batter, he then turns to give me the steal sign. As I watch the pitcher start her motion all I can think about is running my hardest to get to the next bag. As the pitch is thrown I race my way and slide into the bag and hear to umpire scream “safe”. My teammates are screeching with excitement.

“Rodriguez, get off the field!”, these words stabbed through my heart like a dull knife through leather. Since the first practice I attended Softball has always been my life. I look back at my twelve years of experience there was one say that specifically stands out. Not even the the days where I hit my first home run or made my first diving play stand out. For many many years I was always seen as the player the team called on to pull the team out of a rut.

The live-ball era, also referred to as the lively ball era, is the period in Major League Baseball beginning in 1920, following the dead-ball era. During that year offensive statistics rose dramatically in what would be mistakenly attributed to the introduction of a new "lively" ball. While cork-centered balls had been introduced around 1910 (and proved very hitter-friendly), the construction of the balls remained consistent between the transition from the dead to live-ball eras. More important, several rule changes gave more advantages to the batter. Before that time, the same ball would be used throughout the game and foul balls would be thrown back on the field and reused.

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.

Wearing the gear on a hot day like that one was making sweat roll down the sides of my face. Strike one, strike two, I motioned for a high fastball. Cole wound up for the final pitch, strike three. We were going to the Final. That was probably the most intense game myself or our team have ever played and it felt great to win that game.

It is the dream pitch for every softball player out there. I watch the ball spin almost able to read the print on the ball. I wait for the ball to get deep into the zone of the batter’s box. I let rip one of the best swings I can muster up. “Strike Three!

Carly, who can run to first in under 3 seconds, percentage of successful bunt attempts was around fifty. That also means the fielding gave up a free base to someone fifty percent of the time because they were just too slow. Bunting with Carly on base benefits the hitting team because she can move around to third, but it 's a danger to the fielders. With baseball’s bases being

The reason why i’m these positions is because I have a good arm to throw across the field and I can run to home base speedy quick. Once I get to the bases my teammates throw the ball to me so I can get the other team out so we can go hit. The reason I play first base is because I can catch a ball like that but not the ones that get thrown to the ground obviously. Where I play

The pitcher throws two strikes and he is one pitch away from the dream. The pitch is thrown… “STRIKE 3!!!! BALL GAME” yells the umpire and they have done it, the raiders have defeated dayton. That night the team celebrates and takes a picture that will have everlasting memories for everyone on this team, players, parents, and coaches all would remember that game for as long as they lived. The image of a team that would not give up and not only did everyone of these players become a little more decorated and a little more confident but they also learned that as a tea everything is possible.

One time I came across failure. It all started when playing in a baseball game for Serra High School. Up to that game we had been undefeated in league play. As the game moved along it got more and more intense. Every batter and runner on base you could tell both teams were completely focused on winning that game.

However, WVU got the run right back in the bottom half of the inning on a Jackson Cramer home run to right center. The Mountaineers added another run in the sixth to go ahead 5-1. In the seventh inning, WVU tacked on three more runs. Cramer and Kyle Davis scored on Stephens ' throwing error. Cole Austin then scored on Hill 's base hit up the middle.

Freshman Darius Hill knocked in Davis with a base hit to center. Freshman Marques Inman reached on a fielder 's choice to score Huth. The Paladins added two runs in the eighth on two doubles and a single to take a 7-2 lead. The Mountaineers made a rally attempt in the ninth but fell short. Hill led off with a single and junior Jackson Cramer doubled.

One of my teammates was batting, he stepped into the batter 's box about to take a swing. “Hit a homerun” I thought. The pitch was thrown, “Strike”called the umpire. My heart was racing because I really wanted to win this game. The pitcher threw the next pitch.