The knee injuries I got but never wanted Imagine you’re back in the 7th grade. It 's spring sports season and you 're finally able to be on the school 's softball team. There are no tryouts, so you make the 7th-grade team. You 've played softball since you were in the 3rd grade and tee-ball prior to that. You play catcher, third base, and really want to be a pitcher too.
I was in Traverse City last year with my team for a softball tournament. It was the fifth inning of our morning game, we were down by a few runs and I was on deck. “There is one out,” I thought to myself “I have to get on base.” Maddy (who was just up) hit the ball and was on first. Now it was my turn. I started my journey to the plate.
There is an old proverb, it goes “ Treat your work as though you will reap a harvest from your labors”. I had never heard of said proverb before my first day of baseball, and even if I had, I would not be able to relate in the slightest. Growing up, I learned that my natural abilities in athletics and school made it so things just came to me, I thought I was a natural born winner. This gave me the mindset that hard work was for people who actually needed it, I (obviously) not being one of those people. This mindset would be crushed on my first day of baseball practice, where I was put in my place and forced to re-evaluate what it truly means to be a successful person.
The first pitch he had hit the ball far into right field. Dane Kutnik had turned on the jets, but he couldn’t even catch up to the ball. The ball had rolled all the way to the fence. May I remind you that we played on a 300 foot fence. I still cannot believe that he had thrown the ball all the way to the cut without the ball bouncing once.
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.
He played baseball until his freshman year of high school because he started struggling with his grades and then his junior year, he played again earning a full-ride scholarship to college. When Evans’ was little, he went up to bat against a girl but struck out. Stereotypically boys should be better than girls at sports but Evans’ was able to respect that a girl had beat him. He expressed that you must respect the game, when you respect the game it influences you to respect other players and then to respect your fellow peers outside of the game. Evans’ also said players must be capable to adjusting to the pitches in the batter’s box, ups and downs, and this relates to the adjustment of a diverse world, people must be accountable for what they do and how they help others.
When George was 18, the Brothers at St. Mary’s invited Jack Dunn from the Baltimore Ravens to come scout George. It wasn’t long after that George was signed to play in the minor leagues. For him to play, Jack Dunn had to become his legal guardian. Being the youngest player on the team, he stuck by Jack’s side most of the time which is where his nickname originated from. At the beginning of spring training one of the players said “Look at Dunnie and his new babe.” The name stuck with him and from that point forward he was called Babe instead of George (Ruth’s).
It was the second inning and we were down by one, and it was my turn to bat. I slowly trudged out of the dugout with my team giving words of support as I approached the batter’s box. My head was spinning, for this was my first time to bat in a real game. I turn my head to my coach for some advice, but all I get is the signal to have at it. I enter staring down the pitcher
I was so excited to meet all kinds of new people and play the game we all love, but I never thought it would be as challenging as it has been for me this year. Softball is a big part of my life and who I am, but should I have to be as dedicated as my coaches make me be? I am a freshmen at American River this year I am attending school and playing softball. When I decided to play softball I new it was going to be a lot of time and hard work. But what I did not realize was all of the things I was going to give up.
I gained many friendships from that sport. I still see some of those rascals, but remember why I hated that sport. Now the game of baseball it 's a spectacular art, I was a clumsy 6 years old who has been hit where it counts and be embarrassed in front of 2 teams and a couple stands full of spectators at 7. Now granted my story isn 't the same as many of your children, your kids asked you as at a young age to play this sport and you all have let them, but now we are deciding for
Hank Aaron was born on February 5th, 1934 in Mobile, Alabama. Hank was the third of eight children and was very poor growing up. When Hank was 8 years old his family moved to Toulminville, Alabama were he showed a strong passion for football and baseball. In Hank’s junior year in high school he transferred from Central high school to Josephine Allen institute. After only 1 year Hank had proven his abilities on the baseball field and in 1951 he quit school at the age of 18 to play for the Negro baseball leagues the Indianapolis Clowns.
My mother has always told me that nothing good has ever come out of laziness, which has inspired me throughout my life to work hard at anything that comes along my path. For example, when I switched softball leagues I wasn’t considered to be very competitive because I was the new player. I continued to work hard with my new team and by the second season, I started at first base, earned the nickname “Home-Run Hazel” because by the end of the second season I hit five home-runs, and I was also voted MVP of my team. This is a standard that I am still working for in Bettendorf softball that I hope I will reach by next year. This strength has helped me in many of my classes and in all of my extracurricular activities.
After the first fall ball game and my step father observed the coach 's response and as the coached chuckled and he noticed my step father observing him, but he had no idea that the man observing him was my step father. After the game he stepped up to speak with the coach and as he introduced himself to the coach, he called me over and told the coach this is my soon to be step son. Ironically, the coaches demeanor completely changed that day we had a second game and I was called up to pitch and I pitched three innings that with only one hit, and no walks. I did great. At the end of the game I shook my coaches hand and thanked him for letting me pitch.