A Speech On Baseball

Did you know Babe Ruth wore a cabbage leaf under his hat to keep him cool? Did you know the odds of a fan getting hit by a baseball are 300,000 to 1? And did u know the shortest baseball player that ever played was recorded to be 3 feet and 7 inches? These are interesting facts I stumbled upon research, but I bet most of you did not know. There are many interesting facts that people like you and I don’t know about baseball throughout its history. Have you ever asked yourself where did baseball come from, who created it, or even ask what baseball went through in the past to receive its highly respected title? We watch baseball games for the sake of enjoyment like every other sport but most people, like myself, don’t know how it all began.

The name softball was first used by Walter Hakanson, a Denver YMCA official, in 1926. He suggested it to the International Joint Rules Committee, and in 1934 it included the Amateur Softball Association.

Also making sure you have a good grip on the baseball and placing your fingers on the “horseshoe” with both index fingers being perpendicular to one another

What sport do you enjoy playing or watch the most? For me the answer had always been Baseball. Starting being played in the late 1800s Baseball has since become a national Pastime in the United States. I hope this speech will help you gain a better understanding on how the sport is played.

I’m standing on the home plate arms up with the bat my eye is on the Pitcher he’s about to throw I ready myself he throws! I hit the ball! High and far I’m running I pass first base the other team throws the ball to the second butt they miss the catch!! I just pass second base one more base to pass oh no they throw a fastball but wait! The catcher is off the base plate I keep running the player on the other team throws the ball I slide I wait did I make it or am I out?

Welcome back, dear baseball fans. Here is the second part of Boston Red Sox: 10 things you didn't know.

My most memorable baseball experience came not when I was eight, beating several of my friends on the opposing Little League team, not when I was 15, against our cross-town rivals pushing my school team into the JV playoffs, but just a couple weeks ago, marking the first win of the team that I helped to coach. It was just the second game of our season, and only an hour and a half long, but it was a representation of the backbreaking work applied by everyone involved. After my ninth grade year playing JV ball, I decided that I needed to focus on my school work, as it was tough to maintain my grades while juggling sports and other extracurricular activities. However, I continued to play club baseball, as my passion for the game never faltered. The trend continued in my junior year, as I needed to drop club baseball in order to keep up with the challenging courses I took. My coach, who I’ve been with since 6th grade, asked me to come back out whenever I was available so I could help prepare a team of the younger boys in the program for the upcoming season. One of my core beliefs is that it’s essential to give back to those who helped or supported you; the least I could do for all the years that my coach helped me, was

The summer of 2016 was one baseball season that will never escape my mind. Unfortunately, breaking my elbow was the last straw- so I thought. The problem with last summer was I could not stay healthy or happy. That was until my coach came over and flipped my declaration. He pushed me to go back out and encouraged me to play the game of baseball which I admire! My dad was another inspiration for me to achieve my goals I could not stay cheerful and became depressed. It seemed everything became serious. I eventually became determined to get back onto the field. I was never a guy to hit the ball far, and I always joked about hitting my first home run, but that joke became a reality.

A place in my life where i feel perfectly content is the baseball field. This is because when i'm on the field i can be standing in the outfield in my natural position and hear quiet. Another reason is when u hear the hard knock of the bat hitting the ball and looking up with the ball flying right towards you. Smack The ball hits my glove the game and then I realized that my team had won the game.

I have learned how to play baseball well. I have been playing baseball since I was 5 years old. When I first started I was the only one that knew what they were doing because I had seen baseball on TV before. When I first started I played first base for the first few years, but as I got older I started to play multiple positions until high school. I never really got coached well and actually learned anything until I was 10 years old. I still talk to that coach every once in a while. The first coach that gave me valuable advice was Dave Farace. He helped me become a better player by teaching me how to field certain balls and he also changed my stance, which helped me become a better hitter. He came to my practices and helped coach me until middle

The summer team consisted of tournament’s in the state of Florida, also one big trip to West Virginia. So this year to me was not the most important year to be the starting pitcher to me, because there were seniors looking for schools to also play for and coaches needed to give them a shot before lower classmen. So this year I started a couple games, I also closed a couple just as a sophomore. I wasn’t the best on the team, but I knew if I did my best and worked hard for next year I could be. After the summer team was over I felt good about where I stood skill level with everyone. So at the end of the summer my coach talked to me and asked me to go to a new school, he will be coaching at (Keswick Christian) so deciding where to go was almost

Last year, in seventh grade I decided to try out for basketball after the first day of tryouts I was not confident that I was going to make the team because I could not make a shot. The next day we had another try out I was ready to play. I came out and played well which made me feel better about the tryout. After the third day of tryouts I was not to confident that I would make the team. When I got the email that I made the team I was juiced I jumped all over my room. The first practice I was ready to play. I knew that coach Faust didn't mess around when it came to basketball. Practice was miserable I was so tired from doing “suicides” and running around the track. Our team couldn't do any of the drills successfully so we ended up running extra. On the second day of practice we started doing much better and making some shots.

But just like basketball I am super small and not the strongest. The main reason I made the team was because only about 8 kids tried out and we had to find kids to come play with us. I realized fast that baseball would be hard and challenging. I had to be either a lead off hitter or the last guy in the order because I couldn't hit the ball hard enough to be a power hitter. I also had to work harder in the field because I couldn't throw the ball nearly as far or hard as most kids. This was a big challenge for me that I had to overcome. So I started working, I also wanted to be a pitcher too, so I had to learn how to do that as well. I would throw on one day the next day would be hitting then the last day was pitching. Throwing, hitting, pitching, over and over again for the last month and half of summer. Then by the end of summer I had the skills necessary to compete with the larger kids my age and have a chance to play the positions I wanted in catcher and shortstop. This made me extremely happy, but our record did not. We only won 6 out of about 30 games. The next year we were better and we continued to improve as a team every year and we are now winning about 66% of our games. This has taught me that hard work by myself and as a team can greatly change how well we do with

“Knock, knock, knock”, the thunderous strikes upon the door wake us up in a hurry. Our coach appears at the door at 6:30 A.M. The displeasure is lessened when he grants us our eighteen dollar meal money from the American Legion. In a hurry, we pack our baseball bags and get dressed in our blue striped uniforms. Once we were all aboard the vans supplied by the Legion, we started our drive to the ballpark. White powder boundaries bind us within our sanctuary. The walnut-colored turf lines the basepaths, engulfing the dazzling white bases. The smell of the fresh open air and ascending scent of morning dew. The sun beams its powerful rays upon the field and illuminates the ball park. Our eyes are set on one thing, and one thing only, a state championship.

Going into this season, I personally thought we would go 8-4. I could see us beating Michigan and going maybe 9-3. I could also see us losing to Indiana, Northwestern, and other below average teams and finish with 6, 5, or even 4 wins. That’s how unsure we were about this team. Or at least I was. Now here we are sitting with 3 games left, and I am think about PLAYOFFS! Wow! However, we need the right results from the right games for this to happen, and I am going to let you know about some games to keep an eye on this weekend.