Standing in front of a window at a four-star hotel in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, with rain falling steadily on the window, I had tears roll down my face as I came to an important decision in my life. Six years of chartered planes, car service, chartered buses and trains, free tickets, free meals, traveling the United States all over multiple times, a nice salary, and a lot of other perks, it was that evening that I remember recalling that it wasn’t what I wanted to do anymore and I was ready to come home.
Growing up as a young boy in Arcadia, Louisiana, my dream was to play Major League Baseball. I collected baseball cards, baseball ice cream helmets, baseball figures, baseball books, and played baseball every summer. Even when I was not playing I was outside hitting a rock with a stick. I spent one Summer cutting grass to save up my money to get to meet and an autograph from my favorite baseball player Mark Grace of the Chicago Cubs. Baseball was my life. Fast forward in my life and while working is sports talk radio, I was given the chance to be the radio producer for the Baltimore Orioles.
Being the radio producer was something I had never done at that level before. I had worked in sports radio for the previous nine years and hosted radio shows and produced talk shows, but this was truly going to be something new. To be honest I probably wasn’t the most qualified but when I was asked I said yes and then thought “I’m not sure how to do this, but I will figure it out.”
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I was born in Independence, MO on November 14, 1999. I was born into a sports family. My great grandpa and grandpa started teaching me baseball as soon as I could hold one. My great grandma and grandpa babysat me while my Mom was at work. He would sit on the floor and roll the ball to me. When it got warmer, we would go outside and play on his deck. I have loved baseball ever since. Sports have always been my passion. I play baseball and basketball. I started playing basketball my freshman year of high school and started playing baseball as soon as I was ready. There was never a time in my life where I wanted to stop playing sports, never once. I have never had a coach that has made me want to quit playing. If I had a coach that hated me, I paid attention to myself and didn’t let him get to my head about playing the game. I am going to try so hard to go as far as possible with baseball. I want to play baseball for the rest of my life. It’s what I’ve wanted to do since I was in middle school. I’ve known what I wanted to do with my life for the longest time. Sports are “my everything” and
(swing bat) Well, there's my 60 th home run. I am babe Ruth, if you didn't already know. And I want to talk about my life. I was born February 6, 1895 and I was one of 8 children in my family. With my parents working long hours I was a troublemaker, since there no one was to watch me. At age 7 my parents sent me to St. Mary’s Industrial School for Boys. I skipped school a lot and caused a lot of fights around my neighborhood. That's when my parents realized I needed a more strict environment. At school I started to fall in love with baseball. At age 19, my mentor Brother Matthias invited Jack Dunn, the owner of the Baltimore Orioles, to watch me play baseball. Jack Dunn was so impressed that
My love for baseball started a long time ago when I was still a little kid, I Must have been six or seven years old. I could not have been younger than this, although I can vividly remember the experience as if it was yesterday. It was actually the very first time that my dad volunteered to take me to a real baseball game, he must have seen my love for baseball due to the fact that I loved playing catch when I was a young boy. From this observation he must have seen a future baseball player. He was also a baseball player, so baseball was not actually new to the family. I had the thought that I might have been a basketball star, however i enjoyed baseball too much and was much to short to be much good at basketball.
I am currently a senior at Weslaco East High School I was a third grader when baseball had caught my interest, baseball will always have a gigantic impact on my life, because I have met most of my friends through the game ,and I consider them family and my friends fathers, including mine all use to play when they were our age so it basically brought us closer, because we all had something in common. I was originally born in Orlando, Florida, but both my parents decided to come to a very small city called Weslaco, which is in the Rio Grande Valley which can be located in Texas. Weslaco isn’t the biggest City in the world, but this city has made me who I am today and because of this city I have met so many of my friends and family. I have made powerful memories here with the
Do you know the feeling you get when you’re doing the thing you love most in the world, for me that is baseball. My participation in sports influenced my skills in multitasking and handling multiple stressful situations at once. I play sports every season possible, teaching me about myself and all my friends on one team growing up into adults. I have maintained sports, grades, and jobs for four straight years without being ineligible one time. The people I am surrounded by around sports, young or old mold my future of being a successful adult. I thank every single coach, and teammate for helping me with all of my accomplishments, the biggest one being the Champion of a Varsity Baseball District Title.
So what made baseball be the event that made me who I am today. Well I’m about to tell you. First it was the very first baseball game I played, then it was the first game I won, after that it was the first tournament I won, last it was the first World Series I won.
Every kids dream is become a Professional Baseball Player. I still remember when I first started baseball, I was only 4 years old so young and small. Baseball has shown me how to use my head by focusing on everything. Growing up with baseball has changed my life dramatically, It taught me to become a smarter individual and a better athlete. Baseball has never let me down.
During my childhood, I grew up in the town of Randolph, Massachusetts. Most of my childhood memories came to be in this town. Throughout my childhood, I had many memories that I still vividly remember to this day; learning how to ride a bike, graduating kindergarten and learning how to read and write. During my childhood, there were days where I felt unstoppable, but there were also days where everything brought me down. Even during these difficult days, there was always a place that I looked forward going to; the baseball field. I began playing baseball when I was about 7 years old; although some people found the sport tedious, I instantly fell in love with the sport. I may have not been a prodigy at the sport, but it was one of the only
When I think of my best memories in my life that I enjoyed, most of the times it comes from watching or playing baseball under the California sun. Playing on a field of diamond green and rooting for my favorite baseball team. I’ve come to recognize that baseball is not just a sport. Baseball has more meaning to it. Baseball is a stress reliever, therapist, and a pastime.
Baseball is an extremely large part of my life. I credit my parents and grandparents for getting me into the sport. At about age seven, I did not want to play any sport. Then, I was introduced to real baseball for the first time. When I was young, it was just a game. Now, it is not just a game, it is my dreams and my passion.
There have been many variables that have played a huge part in my life to make me the person I am today. Certain situations molded my character and hardened who I was destined to become. A major factor that is part of my genetic code and has helped me perceive the person I am destined to become is the game of baseball. There is something about this great, traditional game that has grasped onto me and never let go. Even as A little kid, I would always go with my cousin to the baseball field and be mesmerized as the game commenced and progressed. The older I got, the more love I grew for the game, and soon enough, the game became an escape from whatever seemed to trouble me. It became not only an addicting getaway but an exhilarating way to
Baseball is America’s game. Every one dreams of one day being a professional baseball player as a kid. Even I did
Ever since I was you my passion for baseball has been immense. When I was in Middle School, I participated in a select team tryout that would have travel to many different states around Iowa and we would play games in Iowa. I remember the day that I was at the tryout. I was nervous, I didn’t know what to expect from the tryout. After finishing a couple of long hard hours at the baseball diamond my fate was unknown. After a couple of long and fearful weeks, I came home from school and I heard my dad finishing a conversation with someone on the phone.
I had dreams of being famous- really how hard can that be? You go to college, work hard at baseball, get drafted, and bam! -famous. Well reality seemed to get in the way of my dreams. I did go to college; I managed to get a degree, and my baseball career looked promising. The scouts were watching me and I even made it to the minors. I was doing well there, the scouts predicted that I would be called up in no time, but a freak accident changed all that. The next thing I knew I was in rehab, and my baseball career was in the rear view mirror. Luckily, I had made some contacts in the sports industry during my time as a player. I was able to work as a sports agent for a time, but that life was lonely; always
From the time I was able to walk I wanted to be a professional baseball player. I always fantasized it being game seven of the world series, with my team down three runs, the bases loaded with two outs, and I was up to bat. Of course every single time I fantasized about this, which was a lot I might add, I knocked a 400 foot home run in the left field bleachers to win the world series. I played in numerous amounts of wiffle ball games with my brother, sister, and my dad in backyard even when I was only two years old and would run the bases backwards. By the way, my family is super competitive, so there were some intense games in my backyard. Baseball has been my love since day one. The word “ball” was even my first word. I have played in probably a billion baseball games in my life and I have not regretted one second of it. I have had an amazing career playing and I am truly blessed for the ability I have been given, but I know I will never actually be able to