Creative Writing: Citi Field

Coach Kevin Davidson would come out to get Morales and the crowd, mostly Diamond Dawg fans, to give him a standing ovation. Most people in the stadium was disappointed when the pitch before the hit, when a borderline pitch was not called on a strike. Mitch McCarthy would get the final out after one walk and one single, to earn the Boom their league leading fifth shutout.

Balls were hit, strikes were swung, and outs were cast. One and two and three, and as fast as the inning began, it ended. Those who spectated cheered, and others who watched booed. The home team who was defending now attacked, but just as swift as those before them, they were struck down, only ever hitting their mark once. When the Dodgers reached the plate again, fortune was struck, along with the ball, and away it was sent, beyond the green field of contest, and the enemy team cheered loud and full, for they were ahead in the struggle. The outs continued to add up, and innings continued to be completed. Through a sacrifice of a hit, a run was finally scored for the Giants. Furious exclamation came from the stadium, filling the air with the cheers of the onlookers, but short lived was this joy, for in just the next inning the Dodgers stole back their domination of the field. Before the game was almost finished, only two outs before the Giants were crushed, they swept back with a glorious score which made the onlookers even more feverous than before. With this score, the game was extended further, so a victor could be

Then Casey went back and made one scornful look and the audience was quiet again. Then his face grew cold and his so called “muscles” were straining. The whole population of the stadium knew that Casey would not let that ball pass by again. Casey was no longer sneering, he had his teeth clenched in absolute hate. He wanted the pitcher dead, or for him to get a home run and save his team. He signaled one last time to the pitcher and the pitcher threw the ball. The air was still until he hit the air was shattered by his blow. Casey had missed the

Deacon Liput singled with one out in the second, bringing up Mike Rivera. Florida’s designated hitter watched a strike, stepped out of the box and gathered his composure. Carlton set from the stretch but let a changeup float high.

They are scoring runs, bashing it out of the ballpark and their back end of the Bullpen resembles something they had for those runs in late 90s to early 2000s, they have been outstanding. Dellin Betances who made the All-Star team for his second straight year has been lights out as the set-up man and even when Andrew Miller went down with a forearm strain it seems the team didn't miss a beat with Betances Closing.

Sam Dyson was summoned out of the bullpen after a magnificent outing from Hamels, and he surrendered the knockout blow. Jose Bautista launched a home run into the left field seats, scoring three and making it 6-3. It was a devastating blow for the Rangers and the Rangers faithful, rivaling only the heartbreak that they experienced during game six in 2011.

Finally the game started and we played well and so did they. The game was close the whole way threw and we came to the final inning tying them. We were the home team so we got to bat last. Two of the three outs

The Red Sox won! It was a super close game. The final score was 2-1 in the Red Sox Favor over the Cubs. Carl Mays did so good. He pitched the whole game and only gave up the one run. The Red Sox scored two runs early in the third inning and did not score again the rest of the game. The Cubs put the pressure on scoring a run in the 4th, but they didn't manage to get another run across the rest of the game. Something awesome happened in the top of the eighth inning though. The Red Sox brought Babe Ruth in to play Left Field! I was so excited to see him walk on the field. He didn’t get to hit, but it was just great to see him walk out on to the field and get to be out there. After a long day, it feels really good to be going to bed a fan of the

Around first grade, Ramaz Lower School took a trip to a Mets game. The roar of the crowd nearly deafened me, but I’d never felt more alive. The crack of the bat was addictive and the general camaraderie in Shea Stadium was intoxicating. Within the first three innings, I knew I’d found something special. After the game, my classmate, Jack, came up to me with claims the Mets were the best team ever and the Yankees “sucked.” Naturally, I became a die-hard Yankees fan.

While I felt as if we would lose, I still wanted to try my hardest to change that outcome. I played my hardest at Shortstop and was able to get two of the three outs by a double play. Sadly that play had come at the expense of a run from their team. The last batter from their team was struck out and we headed back to get ready and bat. The crowd kept supporting us through the bad calls from the umpire and the strikeouts even to this point. The team was motivated and ready to take this game and head to finals with my morale boosted I got ready to cheer my team on

The Mets won both games, and the Cubs left New York with a record of 84-58 just ½ game in front. Disaster followed in Philadelphia, as a 99-loss Phillies team nonetheless defeated the Cubs twice, to extend Chicago's losing streak to eight games. In a key play in the second game, on September 11, Cubs starter Dick Selma threw a surprise pickoff attempt to third baseman Ron Santo, who was nowhere near the bag or the ball. Selma's throwing error opened the gates to a Phillies rally.

Going to a game in Fenway is a smorgasbord of delightful feelings. Even the walk up to the ballpark is some thing to behold. Walking with hundreds of passionate fans, all decked out in their red sox T-shirts, jerseys, and of coarse that iconic navy hat with the red B on it. I feel like I belong there with this organized group of strangers. There is such a since of family as I see people from the “T” car I was on and chatted with. A few hundred yards ahead I could hear a “Lets Go Red Sox” chant as people around me began to join in

Walking into the stadium, was like a kid walking into a candy store for the first time. It was incredible, from the field to the seats, I loved it all. I was amazed at the size of the field in real life. I couldn’t believe it, I was actually there. We took our seats and waited for the game to start. I sat in the seat that my Poppy had always sat in. He had died almost 2 years earlier and sitting in his seat made me feel more connected to him. The game started and that crowd was electric. Being around other fans made me even more excited and energized. Adding to that feeling even more, was the fact that the Patriots won 55-31.Throughout the game, I kept looking up, down and around to fully absorb the environment around me. It was one of the greatest experiences of my

In the first three games we blew leads of the 3-2, 1-0, and 4-0 for a team like the Braves who aren't expected to make much noise they have to protect every lead they have throughout the season early on they haven't done that. The defense has been the main culprit of that it's been putrid.

The pregame music felt as if it was vibrating and bouncing off of our bodies and the smell of food was circling the entire stadium. Walking down the flights of stairs to get onto the playing surface was a moment I will never forget. The atmosphere was incredible. Since we were early to the game, we were able to see both teams warm up and go through their pregame rituals. Also, during that time, we were able to take pictures, talk to other people, socialize, and enjoy leisure time with the coaches. At kickoff, we headed to our stadium seats to watch and enjoy the game.