Personal Narrative Of A Baseball Player

The game started and our team was batting, and I was third on the batting order. I was nervous because it was only my second season and the other team’s pitcher was pitching fast. Isaiah batted and hit, Miles struck out, and I struck out and was disappointed.

When Emily pitched the ball the girl hit a pop up right to left field and Jaiden caught the ball. 1 out and now their big hitter was up she had gotten 6 homeruns in 2 games and already had 1 this game. Emily through a screwball and the girl hit a line drive right between 3rd and short. Mae and Brooke went diving for the ball but they missed she got a double. With a runner on 2nd and 1 out the next batter was up Emily through a perfect rise ball and the batter swung and missed strike 1. Then Emily threw a fastball but it went outside ball 1. Emily then tried a changeup but the ump called it a ball. Next Emily through another fastball and it hit the girl so she got a free base with a runner on 1st and 2nd and 1 out with 3 minutes left in the game we needed an out fast. When the next batter was up Emily through a screwball but the girl didn’t swing the runner on 2nd took off to third base so MG, our catcher, threw it to 3rd so the runner ran back to 2nd then Brooke threw the ball to 2nd so the runner went back to 3rd and this went on for about 1 minute until Brooke finally ran her down and tagged her out. We had 2 outs with a runner on 1st so the next batter was

When I got outside the coach told me to go and play 1st base. While I was running to 1st base

Playing baseball is suppose to be fun, and I knew I couldn’t have fun until I rid myself of these unnecessary nerves. Well, in the summer of 2014, I finally was able to do that. I was playing for my travel team called “SWFL”, we were a pretty good team and had a few kids who were capable of playing beyond high school in college. So, occasionally there would be a few scouts here and there to watch us play, but nothing that anybody would really make a big deal about. One weekend we were playing in a really big and important tournament with a lot of good competition. We were warming up getting ready for the game and I wasn’t paying much attention to anybody standing outside the dugouts or behind the fences. Finally, it was time to go out on the field and start the game. Right before the first pitch was thrown I got a glimpse of everyone who was standing behind the fence behind home plate. There must have been about 50 scouts standing there ready to watch us play. Immediately my body tensed up and I got chills throughout my body. The very first pitch of the game was hit to me, and thanks to my little freak out I butchered the play. This made me even more nervous now that I had already messed up once. The very next pitch was a line drive hit to me and completely missed it and tripped over my own shoes in the process. I was so embarrassed and couldn’t wait to get out of this

When I went to my first baseball practice at the paauilo field It was very dusty and hot.when i went down to go meet the coach with my older brother i was shy at first but coach just told me its okay don't be shy.Then he told me lets see how your hitting is.I never had what i needed but coach said to go borrow a bat.When i was going to hit i never know how to hold the bat so coach told me hold it hi to your head and move your legs apart.I started Practicing until i started Getting better and better.When it was saturday we went to sports authority i had a list for the things i needed so i could buy my own things instead of borrowing.

A lot of kids get put in nerve racking situation the bottom of the third inning with one out and jason and mason on first and third.I was now up to bat I dug my feet deep into the batter's box nervous but also anxious I heard all my teammates cheering in the background saying let's go Tyse and let's go number 7.The pitcher is now in his windup and ready to deliver the first pitch the pitcher reared back and threw I got set and focused on the ball it was coming in fast and high so I let it go for ball one.I stepped out of the batter's box and took a practice swing and looked at coach for signs.I stepped back into the batter's box and dug my cleats into the dirt, I got set then focused on the pitcher as he started his windup.I got set and watched

“Play Ball” yells the ump. We were playing the Berrien County Bulldogs. They were away, so they hit first. They went one,two,three. I came up to bat in the bottom half of the inning in the two hole. I got in my stance took a deep breath and started to swing. I swung and prayed for the best. I drove a bullet and it went down the third base line, I rounded second, waiting for an overthrow, but I didn't get what I wished for, I stayed at second. I scored on a double, it was 1-0 us in the top of the second.

When I started to play baseball I was nervous because I saw how fast they were pitching so I thought i couldn't hit the ball. When I was up to bat I was sitting there waiting for the pitch and there it was the pitch. I heard strike one then… strike two, i was nervous because the whole team was watching me. and then the third pitch came and with a crack of the bat it was soaring over the fence into the tree line. Then all i could here was the whole team cheering. And i know why they were cheering, it was because i just hit my first home run!!!! The next week the first game was against derby. We won the game 12 to 10. It was fun.

We arrived at the fields one hour before the game so we all got warmed up and started the game. This game still didn't go as well as we hoped, I still didn’t hit at all so I decided to try bunting and I got one down to see if maybe I get on base one time it will help my hitting at all and of course I still got out. We ended up losing that game by two runs which disappointed us all

Have you ever tried to remember the first time you did something? This is going to be a story about the first time I ever played baseball in a league. I was four years old when my mom tried to get me to play baseball, so she signed me up for a league with 4 and 5-year olds to try it out. So, when I got a pair of cleats, a helmet, a glove, and a bat I was ready to go play. My first team was the Mud Dogs and I was excited to play this new thing my mom told me about. I went to the practice the first day and they showed us how to throw and catch, how to run bases field and hit. They went over the basics and taught us enough to play. The next time I went to practice they went into more detail on how to hit, catch,

While standing on deck, waiting anxiously to get up to bat, my team-mates and I cheered loud hoping that we would win. As I walked up to the plate my coach, Jacob Kidd, looked at me and said, “Get the job done.” That was not supposed to make me nervous or anything was it? I knew that I had to get a base hit, so I just got up there and done my best. After I hit, Danielle, Lauren, and Jolie was next; and I knew that they would do what needed to be done. Jolie hit a long fly ball to the right center field fence; however, she did not get on base because they sprinted to catch it. Before we knew it, three outs had already passed; we hustled towards the dugouts to grab our gloves and go back out on defense. I talked to Katie Grace Payne, our pitcher;

The rest of the season I hit baseballs everywhere like it was no problem. My coach even moved me up in the lineup. At the end of the season our team had an award ceremony. I was very proud for coach to announce my name as the hits leader of the season. I was so ecstatic; I must have looked like a boy on Christmas morning. I was so amused myself, I went to school and bragged about it. I even received a new nickname- “Hitting Champ!” Another change was I gained more respect from my peers; I was no longer looked at as “The Kid who was Always Injured”, to “The Kid Who Put More Work in Then Anyone Else”. My coach and my dad to this day still do what ever they can to help me. I never thought one hit could change how I was viewed as a

We started out the game winning and the team was all so happy to. ELysa was pitching and I was catching this game. The score at this point was 6-4. Our parents were yelling and cheering so loud for us since we were winning they were so happy for us. Earlier that day we lost to that team in our first game by 6 and we were up by 2.

Our car rolled and bounced along the grey and dusty gravel road that reeked of gasoline and exhaust. Finally, we came to the entrance of the patchy green fields to start my first practice. I soon learned that there would be no need to be nervous as we all worked hard on this team and all became friends and were very serious about the sport. Every week we attended the five hours of practice and worked our butts off every practice. Finally, It became time to talk about our first games together that were that weekend. Before practice started coach pulled us aside and talked to us about the tourney. We were excited and prepared, but I think all of us were a little nervous. When we got to the tournament we warmed up for our game and and did some quick warm up drills. The game started and my chest was pounding out of my chest thumping so hard I could feel every beat. FWEEE! The whistle sounded and our team advanced on the field passing and running around. The ball was passed to me and I panicked and passed it right back. I realized that I needed to calm down so took a little break on the bench and settled down and got back out on the

when I played baseball I was so happy to play baseball because I love to hit things with a bat and I ask my dad if I could and then he was happy I wanted to play sports. When me and my dad went to sigh a paper my dad filled out my information my dad filled in the name box and the last name box then he filled out the age box. Then he had to bring me to practice at 3:30 to 4: 45 every day after school and I went to my coach he told me the basic have your foot that you don’t use and your strong arm back so you can hit the ball with the bat and use all you might get lucky and you can hit a home run. So it was our first game then I played at first base so when it was the other team their batter hit the ball the outfielder ran for the ball got