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Reflective Essay: I Miss Baseball For My Life

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Pulling up to the field, greener than ever, lights were shining, I didn 't feel good but I wouldn’t miss baseball for my life! We were playing the best team in the league so I was kind of nervous. As we were playing catch, the coach announced the batting lineup and my name came second! I was batting second, I couldn’t believe it, maybe coach had some faith in me after all. Chill had rushed through my spine and throughout my body.
I had got out onto the field feeling good. I felt like this was going to be a good game. Our starting pitcher had gotten two strikeouts to start the game. Then, the next batter had hit a homerun. Confidence shaken, our whole infield jogged out to the pitcher 's mound and told him “nothing hurt.” The next batter

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