Descriptive Essay On Softball

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.

Softball is a growing sport for girls within the United States. Whether you are an 8-year-old girl, to a senior in college softball, it’s a sport that many are attached too. A new form of hitting came into play during the 2005 Women’s College Series. Slap hitting is a new form of hitting that changed the way the game of fast-pitch softball is being played. Slapping changed the way coaches and players think about how they are going to field a slap hitter. This form of hitting is becoming a major role within fast-pitch softball. When I got the opportunity to learn how to slap hit I was excited to gain this ability. With practice, patience and determination, I began to learn the hitting style that I use today.

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.

When I got there know one was there so I had more time to practice. A little bit later there was a really good player on the other team practicing to but I think that he was the pitcher so I think he was seeing how fast I swung the bat. When I looked over to see how fast ball was going It was going as fast as a hummingbird flapping its wings.

My breakfast started to creep back up my throat as game time got closer and closer. I walked across the patch of grass behind home plate and was towered over by the 30 foot backstop with a huge net suspended from it. My bulging bag of equipment was beginning to make my shoulder hang. I walked down the steps into the cement dugout and placed my bag under the bench that spanned the entire length of the dugout. I sat down, laced up my cleats, and put my warm-up jacket on in preparation for batting practice. I stepped onto the grass surrounding the dugout to get the feeling of how wet the grass was. I dug my cleats into the grass and began my usual routine of taking certain practice swings as I gazed upon the press box in the wake of the backstop. Preceding the burn in my forearms, caused from the practice swings, I marched behind the dugout to the rows of batting cages to wait my turn in line. Pacing back and forth I knew I had to keep my nervousness to a minimum. I popped in a wad of Big League Chew and continued to

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.

Clouds mugged the sun of light as the day progressed. Dusk filled the air on the baseball diamond where I would leave my legacy. Forth, was the championship game to be played, and the pressure of the starting pitcher, was not fazing me. In the zone, we said the Little League pledge. Jolts of excitement filled my muscles as I recited the piece that I know all too well. Warming up, I was controlled, and was ready to bring it. The game began with a bang. Strikeout after strikeout I fired, giving my all every single pitch. ‘BOOM’ went the glove after every pitch, whizzed right by the petrified batter. However, this was not much different for our team. Just two hits filled the board, I and my teammate Ian Keth. Scoring off of this was efficient,

It was a dark thursday night in April. The sky was clear enough to see the moon shining brightly along with many small circular diamonds. I’m in a dark blue Avalanche, being driven to a baseball diamond. I play for the MIlwaukee Brewers on a little league level. It’s my last game of the season, and I can’t wait for the umpire to say the words “Play Ball” (which states that the game has begun).

“ Mira mi princesa, hermosa como su mama, también juega softball como su mama asi mismo” - “ Look at my princess, beautiful like her mommy, she also plays softball like her mom, that’s it.” Ever since my father said that to me, it stuck with me. Firstly, because I look up to my mom so many words can't even describe, well a few can, for instance strong, charismatic, kind, beautiful, smart, wise and so much more. It all started, when I was six years old when my parents put me in tee-ball, I hated it so much, in the beginning, I remember I would create excuses after excuses to not play. Because back then I was being forced to do something I definitely didn't want to do, but as I got older, I was starting to get a feel for it, and slowly started to love the sport.

“Not everyone is going to see or accept you for who you are, and you have to accept that.” I was told this quote everyday by my mother. Today was no different, walking up to the raked field, quote on my mind , eyes on the fresh red clay, and the sound of my metal cleats against the concrete. I was ready for this day. After months of hard work from November to February , the tryouts for Central softball team were over. Over the span of four months, I pushed myself harder than I ever thought I could, but what I did never seemed to be enough for the team.

Did you ever wonder who actually invented the game of softball or how came up with the idea? Well keep reading to find out some of your questions you might have about softball. Did you know that softball did not get it actual name until 1926 it was called indoor baseball,mush ball,kitten ball and more. Softball was invented in 1887 around thanksgiving by George Hancock.

Since I was a little girl my dream was to always play the highest level of softball as possible. I wanted to be the best pitcher there ever was. The first position I ever learned to play was also the one that almost ended my softball career. Starting out in little league the pitcher is required to wear a batting helmet while playing the pitching position. This is for ages normally 5 and under, at this age the girls are still using pitching machines or coach pitch. As the older the girls get the rules change, no face mask or helmet has to be worn while pitching. As for me I hated wearing face mask, I always had an excuse to not wear it. Who would've thought that it would one day save my life.

S is for Softball I started playing softball when I was 4 years old, I’ve now been playing for almost 9 years. Since I was 4, I’ve been playing at Fullerton Hills Softball. I love it there. The first team I was ever on was the Blue Diamonds. When I first started playing, I didn’t really think that softball was going to be much fun, nor was it going to be much of a hobby, but now that I have been playing softball for 9 years, and have much experience, I love it.

Our softball team had been practicing all week for softball state at the new evansville ball fields. We were excited to be the first team on these fields and the first team to win on these fields. We had caught, fielded, pitched, and hit so many softballs we were now unbeatable- “Practice makes perfect”.Everyone had attended these practices because they were so important that nobody had dared to skip, they were the key to our win. “Swing” was the team to beat. We are everyone’s rivals but our own. We never got down on anyone. We keep our spirits high through the best and worst parts of the games. Through losing, through winning, through anything, through everything thing, we were a team. That is why we one state.

A tradition or ritual that my softball team have is that before and after every softball game we played, every player holds ups they bats. The signifying behind it is that we are one team and everyone has each other backs. Other traditions are that before the first home game, a state playoff or country playoff the whole team has a pasta dinner at a senior house. Another one is on a Sunday both JV and Varsity plays and invites little kids to come and watch. Superstitions in softball are that if any player or coach step on any white line that outlines the field and marks foul territory is bad luck for you and your team. Every year, I get the same number which is 17 because I think it will bring me good luck every game. Also the