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.
I was depressed that I didn’t have the season I expected from myself. At the beginning of the season I expected to score a lot every game, but it didn’t go as I planned out. My lack of confidence stopped me from scoring. Despondency was filled in my head as the bus
Another time my baseball team became better from not having entitlement occurred three years ago. Jerry, my original coach for that summer, believed in entitlement, and if he did not know an athlete personally he would not play him. So when my best friend joined the team he hardly played, and it frustrated him. Austin could out perform any other outfielder but Jerry looked at an athlete’s personality and age instead of talent. About half way through the season, Jerry resigned due to some conflicts with the Waite Park
But I was afraid to ride in plains. I kept talking my aunt and she told me that it was safe. Then I decided if i wanted to get over the fear I would have to be determined to do it. Jackie Robinson is a famous baseball player but before he was not
It was because we knew that the people around us, including the coaches, didn’t believe we could do it. You would be surprised what us players go through, especially the ones that has dedicated their lives to the sport. I’m one of those players. You may not think that it doesn 't matter to us players what you say about the team, but it effects us. From the beginning to the end of softball season it was all about Harleton, we HAD to beat Harleton.
Final 3 review with John My father was less worried about my dreams when he decided to walk out of my life to concentrate on his issues. I was only nine years old with great interests in baseball that needed his encouragement and guidance during my training. I communicated to my mother, my desire to pitch and that I would never be good because I needed my father to teach me. That day I learned one of the most valuable things in my life she told me to never take the easy way out and blame someone else for not accomplishing your dreams. She told me to achieve a goal you must develop a plan.
I was only needed for one event and spent nearly the entire weekend as a cheerleader. At first I thought that all the training, all the pain, and all the lost sleep was for nothing. But I soon realized that wasn’t the case. Life certainly isn’t fair. I won’t always be rewarded or even recognized for my hard work.
I was nervous since it was my first time trying to achieve a goal I really wanted. However, I was disappointed since I obviously didn’t make the team and didn’t do my absolute best. The second time after making the team I felt like I had accomplished something for the first time in my life and excitement for a new part of my life. During my first year on the team I still felt these same emotions for different reasons. I believed that even though I had made the team I wasn’t preforming to my best ability and when I was trying my hardest it still didn’t feel good enough.
He did not want me to slack off on the base running and get caught in the path of a fielder. Somehow, the left fielder got a hold of the ball and was throwing it into third. “No! This can't be happening” I thought to myself as I realized that I was nowhere close to third and I was going to have to slide in to make it. I’ve missed every sliding practice due to family matters and I do not even know the proper technique, but I have to do it for my team; I have to slide.
I had completely lost myself; I let myself get hurt and insulted with no way out because I needed a place to live. It took me a wasted year to realize that this was a dead end. I couldn't see it before and I just kept believing that it might get better. One day, I knew enough was enough and saw an opportunity to end the poor path that I was blindly walking. I was naïve for not being able to cut my losses, and I paid the price.