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Personal Essay: An Autobiography Of A Ball Player

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I am from watching every single game of the Washington Nationals and New England Patriots that my eyes would POP right out of their sockets. I’m from dedicating my down time to the white leather ball with red stitches, and the blue of the Tidewater Drillers organization. I live for the feeling of the ball jumping off my bat, and the ball popping in the pocket of my glove. I’m from the satisfying sound of CRACK when you crush the ball like a rocket into outer space. I’m from the breaking and curving when you put a crazy amount of spin on it. I’m from camping out behind the plate ready to take on anything in my way. From blocking balls, throwing runners out, and calling pitches. I’m from only using Rawlings and Wilson gloves or else I would…show more content…
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