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. The third base coach was furious he was in the umpire’s face saying that he just wanted the game to end so he call the kid out.
Carter said to me on the way back into the dugout, “I’m as nervous as a fireman on his first call.” I said, “Don’t be. We are going to win, then advance, and the win state.” The game finally started. We were the home team, so we started in the field first. Their first guy came up to the plate and you could see the nervousness in Carters eyes. I put down the sign and he threw a strike.
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.
We started fast scoring 2 runs in the top of the 1st inning Dylan and Reno each crossed the plate that inning. Derek took the hill to pitch, he started with 2 strikeouts and a lazy fly ball to left field. Then I was up to start the top of the second inning and I watched the first two pitches pass for balls and then on the third pitch of the at bat I hit a line drive to left field for a single but the next three batters all got out. Tanner got up and said “Lets hold this lead boys.” “Yea!” the team replied. “Ok boys we are up 2 runs we need to keep playing good defense” coach stated Moving forward to
The throw to home was over thrown and Huckaby trying to get the ball and beat Jeter to home plate. Huckaby got the ball and his whole game plan was to slide to the plate on his knees and get the out. Derek running with full force knew that he would have to slide to score. Both trying to beat each other’s to the plate Huckaby dove and Derek already slid to the plate. Huckaby landed on top of Jeter at home plate.
Blinded by the sunlight I still tried to withstand its power and held my glove out to catch the incoming pop fly. Before I knew it, the ball was directly in front of my face and hit me on top of my forehead. I cried, nevertheless I was still determined to stay in my third base spot that I earned. That was strike one. My first at bat was my best at bat.
The fence broke on him, Roberto fell, and rolled down a hill hurting his shoulder. This injury affected him for the rest of his baseball career. Another injury occurred when Roberto was injured on the field playing baseball. He made a daring catch while slamming into the concrete wall. This lead to winning the game and being rushed to the hospital.
Galusky drove a two-run blast over the left field wall, scoring Braden Zarbnisky. Continuing his dominance, Grove sat down TCU in order in the third. And the Mountaineers followed suite with a two-run bomb from Kyle Davis. However, the Horned Frogs showed why they are one of the nation 's top teams and battled back. With two outs, Luken Baker singled through the left side, knocking in Cam Warner.
Well if you are like me, you watched the Rangers win a back and fourth game that was the epitome of September baseball, were overcome by joy, and then passed out because you were just flat out tired. For a game that ended on Wednesday morning, a Rangers win would have been the only acceptable outcome. For me the game meant waking up and walking to class quite sluggishly, and for many of you I 'm sure it meant a long day ahead at work, staring at the clock waiting for it to be 5:00pm. You 'll probably even sit there thinking, I 'm definitely not going to do that again tonight. But I 'm here to tell you that you are, and you are for a while, because this team is fun to watch and it 's meaningful September baseball baby!
So we decided not to pick it up. After the game continued for a few more innings, I was tired and sweaty, and my leather softball glove was not helping.Halfway into the fourth inning, I looked back at the dime on the floor. “I think you can pick it up now,” I mumbled to April. “Yeah,” she smiled. She bent down and picked it up, then shoved it in her back
As the baseball diamond started to fade in and out of my blurry vision, I realized something was wrong when I was still sitting on the bench. I was on varsity baseball, my grade point average was rising, and I was surrounded by positive people all around me who gave off a positive vibe. Of course, all good times must come to an end right? Well my good times came to end quickly. One fateful, mildly chilly, and cloudy April afternoon commenced where my stomach grumbled with cries of hunger and with the luck of the Irish, my coach was making me run extra since I was elected to play right field by the coach (poor decision on his part since I am not the fleetest of foot).
The pitcher threw the next pitch. “Strike”the umpire called again, I started getting a feeling that we were going to lose. Then… “WHACK!” the ball was hit high in the sky like it was flying. Everyone stood up as we watched ball zoom across the field. The center fielder was
I mean, who else is going to make their 100th career homerun a grand-slam and pimp the hell out of it? And then hit another grand-slam a couple games later. No one except Bryce Harper, that’s who. Besides the home runs, and yes playing on the east coast helps, the fun side is what sets Harper apart. And if you start your argument against Bryce Harper saying “baseball isn’t supposed to be fun…” then your argument is over, because you’re old and forgot this is a child’s
It was the last inning in our all-star game, and we were losing 10 to 8. Our team had 2 outs and we couldn’t get the third. Our pitcher was doing bad, throwing all balls, while all of us in the field were tired, ready to fall asleep at any moment. There goes another walk. They score again.