Have you ever thought about the sport of softball? I finally did when I was right around the age of seven. I didn’t think to play right away, even my kindergarten reading buddy said that when she asked me if I would ever try softball I had a very quick response of “No”. When I was younger I had my heart set on soccer. We see how that changed quickly. Now I try and balance softball and school every night. Somehow even after 5 years of different teams I’m still balancing both. T-ball was just the beginning of something new. I decided to try it to have something new I had never had in my life before. I remember going to the store and buying all the equipment, running down all of the aisles looking at all the cleats and bats. I wanted the brightest bat, and the most colorful cleats and helmet. The second we got home after buying all the equipment I recall going home and trying it all out. By the time the first game came around I was ready. I met so many new friends on that first game day. We all were a bit of a mess when we played but i was fun. We just played to the minimum amount of rules, hit the ball and run and when the “pitcher” has the ball no more running. I only ever got to play one year of T-ball. However, ragball was a …show more content…
I began a year later then everyone on all my teams. I should’ve started t-ball a year earlier which makes everything else happen a year earlier also. Everyone on my travel team had already played for other travel teams before we created this one. They already knew all the official rules, while I was still trying to figure out how to officially play the sport. The rules were so different then anything i had heard of, stealing home, drop third strike. I also had to get into a new mindset with the sport. I would have to kick it up a level, and not get down on myself as much because i would be playing a lot more, so it would effect a lot more
Ever since I learned the ropes, I wanted to play because it has always been my dream to play softball. My mom told me I could try out for Lakeshore Playground that got anyone involved in any sport. There was no such thing as tryouts for this playground. During some of the games, I had my good days and my bad days at either hitting or catching. I loved being on that field. I felt that it was just only my teammates and me on the field waiting for our rivals to hit the ball. That season was a good one, and I will never forget it. This is what started my dreams from just playing on a playground field to being on an actual team. To everyone else it may be just a field with red dirt, but to me it is more than that. It is everything I could dream of because the game is about my teammates and me. I loved my passion, and will continue it later on in my
I began when I was 4, but did not start playing competitively until I was 10. As the years went on, I became a distinguished athlete. I started to travel across the United States for softball, and even had the opportunity to play on the number one team in northern California.
The object of softball is to score runs by hitting the ball and touching all the bases without being tagged or thrown out. Softball games last for seven innings. The pitcher will pitch to a batter until one of four things happens: The batter gets three strikes against him/her. A strike occurs when the batter swings at a pitch but misses it or hits it foul with less than two strikes against him/her, or when the pitch passes through the strike zone but the batter does not swing at it. The pitcher throws four "balls," which are pitches that fail to pass through the strike zone and which are not swung at by the batter. In this case the batter "walks," meaning he or she is awarded first base. The pitcher hits the batter with a pitch. In this case,
The first problem or challenge that I had had was when I was in tee ball was when it was my first time at practice and I did not want to go out there and practice playing with some kids that I did not know and some kids that I did know. Playing on a team was very new to me at that time and I did not want to do it cause I had just never really done it before, but my dad signed me up for baseball anyway.
Though the practices performed within softball literacy do not immediately seem as if they should be considered a literacy practice, according to two of the six propositions about the nature of literacy, it is. Not only does it involve the physical performance from a play, but also includes formal writings, new rules and regulations, and offer different rules in different countries. For me, softball was something that has made me who I am today. Whether it be the welcoming community or the constant push to make myself better at the game.. Softball literacy is also filled with artifacts that make us a community within our team and a community with other softball players.
Most people think it's boring but to me it's interesting and fun, throughout the years i've learned more about it and grown to love it. I feel so comfortable playing baseball because I can stand out and constantly improve myself on anything I need to work on. Anytime I felt like I was bad at a position or at batting, any one of my teammates would come up and give
Not knowing much about the sport other than you get to hit people made the first half of the season pretty difficult. My 7th grade year I only played defensive end and i got the hang of it pretty quick and the only thing I had to remember was to contain the outside. I learned a lot that year but not as much as I did my 8th grade year.
Some people think that softball is just a game. A game where the blood, sweat, and tears do not have meaning. On the other hand, the blood, sweat, and tears have more meaning than some people think. It is part of softball. A place where the people always have my back. The place where I met my two best friends. I have learned discipline, life lessons, and leadership skills from softball. It is a place I can shut out real life problems. Softball is more than just a game; it is my life.
Softball is a sport that is known throughout the United States and the world. Softball originated on Thanksgiving Day in Chicago in 1887. The game was actually said to have begun as an indoor game. Softball was started by a group of men who had gathered at a club to watch the Harvard vs. Yale football game. When the news came that Yale had defeated Harvard, 17-8, one Yale supporter, overcome with enthusiasm, picked up an old boxing glove and threw it at a nearby Harvard alumni, who promptly tried to hit it back with a stick. This gave George Hancock, a reporter for the Chicago Board of Trade, an idea. He suggested a game of indoor baseball. Naturally, Hancock's friends thought he was talking about playing a game outdoors, not indoors.
At a young age my dad realized I loved to throw the ball not a baseball in general. I would always find thick sticks with a strong core and hit rocks till sunset after school. With that being said, I also had a friend that played T-ball at Boykin Park. My dad thought it was a great idea to let me tryout. Not exactly tryouts honestly just showing up would have got me on the team. The park looked like was like nothing I have seen before. My dad met the coaches, and soon began to practice my swing. I played three seasons of T-Ball, because I was new to baseball and had to get my mechanics up. I started T-Ball in 1999 and ended it in 2002.
The day of my last softball game was the most terrifying day of my life. I have been playing softball for my whole life, Usually your last game is bittersweet and sad, mine was the complete opposite.One reason why the day of last softball game was absolutely horrid, was because it was the championship game and the whole game the score was back and forth, neither team could keep the lead.Another reason the day of my last softball game was extremly scary is because my dad who is the coach, randomly disappeared as well as my mother. The assistant coach came up in between innings and told the team that he would be taking over because my dad did not feel well. Next thing i noticed both my parents were gone, and i heard the fire truck and ambulance
The problem I had was that there was no place to practice. The batting cage was a chest high jungle of weeds imprisoned by chain link fence. The school saw no point in restoring it, and everyone clearly understood the message that baseball and its players just weren’t worth the effort. Everyone, that is, except for me and a handful of my teammates. We would not let them determine our worth.
I enjoy helping others pursue their passions and achieve their goals. Softball is a sport that has taught me many important life lessons including teamwork, leadership, and dedication. As softball is a sport that has taught me so much, I spent several weeks of my high school summers volunteering at softball camps. It was always rewarding to see the young girls discover their passion for the game just as I did when I was their age.
Everyone has watched softball, most likely baseball as well. Which do you prefer? How do you know that one is best? Well softball, of course, is the better choice. While watching both sports, you see them hitting, catching, and throwing a ball. Softball is more appealing. The reason for that is softball is a more difficult sport.
I have been playing with older kids myentire life, when I first joined I was a 6 year old playing with 9 year olds. I played for plantationfor 8 years. Plantation was my home it was everything I wanted it to be, but I knew that if Iwanted to fulfill my lifelong dream I would have to move to a more competitive team. It wastowards the end of my freshman year and I was selected to go try out for Boca USSDA whichwas a big deal. I would have to leave my comfort zone and go play somewhere completely newand different. I went to the tryouts ready for stiff competition. When I got there I was mentallyand physically ready for the opportunity in front of me, they gave all the players number to puton there legs to identify who you were. We began to warm up as a group, and then the coachescalled us over and said get ready for the game. It was the longest 5 minutes of my life waiting