Personal Narrative-Barry Bonds In High School

Jamie goes out on the court. He is feeling nervous because he is afraid that he will use his last streak of good luck. He dribbles the ball down the court. His heart is pounding. Jamie gets the ball. He goes to shoot it. He is hoping he will miss, but the ball swooshes into the basket. Everyone in the ground goes crazy! They just won the game. Everyone is happy except for Jamie. Jamie gets cheered by his team. They make their way to the locker room to change. As Jamie is coming up to the hallway Jamie runs into Froggy.

I have played the game of baseball since i was at a young age and loved it as soon as i stepped on the diamond. My dad knew i would love it because it involves getting dirty and he's right. This year would be the 12th year straight that i have played baseball and i wouldn't trade any of the time i played for anything. This year has been by far the best year of baseball i have ever been a part of. I made lifetime lasting friends and grew closer to some kids i thought i never would. My team was overall 17-5 on the whole season. My team played very well together and i felt a connection every time we stepped on the field. My team also ended a 8 year long drought for the tri valley league championship. We took on susquenita high school on a new

Ever since I could remember, I have always had a great interest and love for the game of baseball. As a kid, I would spend countless hours in the backyard with my grandfather, or even by myself, tossing, hitting and fielding a baseball. When I wasn't in the yard pretending to be Nomar Garciaparra I would watch the Boston Red Sox games on TV with my Grandfather.  Even in my early adolescence, as impatient as most are, I had the patience to sit there and watch the Sox.With my eyes glued to the screen with a look of anticipation fixed on my face ready to mimic my grandfather with the excitement of a home run hit or the frustration of Mo-Vaughn striking out. Call me crazy, but I was addicted, even as a young boy, to Boston Red Sox baseball.

As soon as I made my very first varsity baseball appearance, I knew that I had to be the very best I could be or there was never going to be a chance of ever putting on that white and maroon crisp cleaned dri-fit Russel number 18 jersey. My heart was beating beyond faster than it should be at my first at bat because I had always heard “Just wait you haven't seen nothing yet, wait till you face them varsity pitchers.” Players older than me had constantly been saying that throughout my freshman season and it kept repeating over and over in my head like a broken record. Although I had studied the pitcher and had seen with my very own eyes, he wasn’t as good as everyone talked him up to be. I was still overawed and very nervous about messing up.

I am a baseball player who loves to play baseball and very good at it,

I step up to the plate. The hot lights of the Mets stadium hit my face. Clayton Kershaw was pitching. He is the best pitcher in the MLB. The pitch comes. It was a slow hanging curveball right over the middle. I swing will all my might. I hear the crack of the bat and I see the ball fly over the fence. I trot around the bases and I am approaching home plate. I step on home then I wake up.

The game was headed to the bottom of the ninth and the Marlins were looking for a come back. Johnny Field lead off the Marlins with a huge double to put the tying run into scoring position. The Braves were able to retire the next two Marlins up to bat. It was then Scotty Stanton who was up to the plate. In Stanton’s last plate appearance, he flew out to the center fielder just in front of the four hundred and seven foot center field wall. While walking up to the plate, Stanton thought to himself, “Get yourself a pitch that you can drive, make sure you get this tying run in.” Stanton stepped into the box and took the first pitch for a strike on the outside corner. The second pitch he saw was a curveball that seemed to be high, but the umpire called a questionable strike on Stanton. He knew that he had to battle and foul off some tough pitches. The next two pitches were off-speed and low, Stanton knew that the pitcher was trying to get him to chase a bad pitch. The Marlins fans were on their feet, cheering as loud as they could, rooting for Stanton to get in that tying run on second. The pitcher was set, Stanton’s focus was completely on the ball. The pitcher delivered a high and in fastball and Stanton did not miss it. Stanton gave the ball a ride to deep left field, the crowd jumped as soon as the ball left his bat knowing that it had the chance to get out. The left fielder ran all the way to the

But one day two buses come into town and were looking for the field, when they found it they called to the kids and the kids came stampeding to them! The team found the bus very interesting because they had never seen a vehicle before they either walked or biked, the bus was red and had a western looking rober on it with the name The Loners Baseball Club on the side. The bus driver got out and was holding two boxes he unloaded the boxes and said you kids are now a real baseball team while handing them gray jersey with red outlines, gray pants, and red batting gloves and . On the backs were real numbers and on the front was the same sign as the bus had. After a few seconds of silence the bus driver spoke up and said “kids if you are going to be a real team you need a coach” a muscular man with oakley's and a smile came of the bus and announced that he was coach John and told everybody to

I need you to get me two more outs, this team needs you to get two more outs, this city needs you to get two more outs! Can you get me two more outs Jack?”

“Hoh! Hah!” The umpire shouts after my third strike, hencing that the batter has struck out. I jog to the dugout, put on my helmet and batting gloves, and as I walk out to the on deck circle, my coach, Nick, said, “You had a good inning, but you’ve gotta back up home if there is a runner on third and a ball hit to the outfield. Luckily, we have Sousa at centerfield. Stay hot.” Coach Nick is a short, strong twenty-seven year old who played in the Minor Leagues until he got hurt. He is patient and forgiving, but he does not care about winning as much as he should. Sousa, our fastest player and our third hardest hitter, hits a line drive to left center field and gets to first base. His first name is Alex, but my team calls him “Sousa,”

The door swung open with the amount of vigorous forced used by Babe Ruth to hit a homerun. The sound of the dilapidated, white wood smashing into the wall created goosebumps along my spine, as if a small spider was crawling up my back. Broken glass scattered the floor. The torn, black sheets on my bed laid the floor from the previous childlike tantrum. A single candle, with its flame still alive, remained from the outrageous outbreak.

Tony, Erick, and Mike were playing football outside. As Mike threw the football, all the boys would run after it. Erick got the football first and said, “I got it first.” As Erick was holding the ball in his hand, Tony bit his hand. Erick started crying and pointing at his hand. When Tony saw the teacher approaching, he ran away. When the teacher caught Tony, he would push and want to hit the teacher. Tony mange to run away once again and this time he hit another child. Tony told the other child, “You are ugly, shut up!” Then Tony threw the basketball hoop to the floor and started to kick the sand to the cement. When the other teacher approached him, Tony was still resisting and yelling. As he was separated from all the children, he started

After he gets ready for school he goes to the door to open “mom I’m going to school” pro yeild. he gets on his bike and starts to ride to school And when he hits a intersection While he was waiting his friend come up “hay” A.

Our team just started so the season today and we need to start with a bang so our starting line up is the best players on the team. “FWEEP!” we start with the ball and it goes to Donaldo who plays ith to me than I ply it to JJ and then it’s out of then I throw it in.

A little while later They arrived at Bubba Blue’s house and it was a mess. The house looked like it was put on fire and didn’t fully burn down but they didn’t care.They thought it was the best house they had ever had. The relater told them it was a fixer upper and they bought it for $6,000. They went inside and looked at what they had bought. There were bones everywhere and they thought that the last guy that lived there was a paleontologist. Bubba Blue went to the basement and looked at all the