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Personal Narrative: The Generous Game Of Baseball

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The Generous Game of Baseball “The difference between winning and losing is most often not quitting.” - Walt Disney People say everyone 's a winner. I really didn’t believe that when I was little. So when I was still playing tee-ball (baseball that little kids play with a tee) and I was in the championship game, I was going for blood. It was late 2008 and I was playing for the GBSF (Green Baseball Softball Federation) team named “The Aeros.” We wore purple, black and had the Akron Aeros baseball team’s logo embroidered on our hats. So anyway, this particular season, we “Titans of Tee-Ball” went undefeated. I believe we went 14-0 or something like …show more content…

Whenever I was not playing on the field, I wore a heavy winter coat. It was a regular season game, so we were usually goofing off, as most t-ball players do. But this game, everyone was trying their best to conserve body heat. Let us fast forward to “The Playoffs” (or as close as you can get in t-ball). This was one of the first years I was participating in baseball, so I really didn’t know a whole lot about the playoffs or what they were. All my parents told me was that if my team lost, we were eliminated. I really liked to be competitive, so I was as determined as a little 7 year old could get. We played the games, we pummeled the teams. That was all we did in the playoffs. And then, as soon as I knew it, “The Championship Game” had arrived. I was as ecstatic as a child who receives an iPhone for Christmas. But with all my joy, there also came fear; much fear and nervousness. My parents …show more content…

I was almost sure we were going to win. Then, the game started. The game was going very poorly; my team was not getting fair calls from the umpires and we weren 't hitting very well. And finally, we lost. I felt like everything was collapsing around me. I was about to sob my heart out. But with some strange turn of events, the coaches said it wasn’t over. Now, what I am about to speak about is absolutely crazy and unfair in my mind as I reminisce about the event today. So basically, in this little league, if you went undefeated on the season and you lost in the championship game, you got to play again. We played again; this time much harder, for we underestimated the other team’s abilities to play baseball the first time. As for this time, we had a bit of trouble at the end, but we pulled it out at the end. I felt horrible; even as the young child I was, I felt a tremendous amount of

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