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Personal Narrative Essay On Baseball

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Crack went the bat as I swung hard into the pitch. When I awoke this morning I didn’t think I would be hitting my first home run and win the game for my team. Awoke at 10:00 am. It was a beautiful day in Chicago, Illinois. I brushed my teeth, watched a little t.v, and threw on my baseball jersey. I had a feeling it was going to be a great game. We were the Giants and we were playing the N.Y Yankees. We arrived at the game soon later. My whole team was already there. I practiced for a little, then the baseball game began. It was the middle of the game and both teams were playing atrociously.

Before we knew it, it was the bottom of the ninth inning. There were 2 outs and I was up to bat. I put my batting gloves

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