Review Of ' The Future Sports Star '

After that I New who I got I got mr.leeds a few months passed and mr.leeds told us to get in a line to play baseball and I got to go first on baseball I've never played I was so nervous and I Standard like how professionals do it and I hit the ball and luckily it went so far I got surprised I've never played it for so I ran and made a home run and then the next three Standard like how professionals do it and I hit the ball and luckily it went so far I got surprised I've never played it for so I ran and made a home run and then the next three classmates hit the ball they made it to one base next I hit the ball and hit it for again that's when I knew I could hit the ball really hard that's when I knew I had a passion for baseball I actually liked it it wasn't like basketball that I just wanted to play because I was bored I wanted to play because I liked it so I told my parents the next day if I could join a baseball team they said you've never played before how do you know how to play and I told them I played at school and they said it's not the same and I

Growing up in Chicago, I attended a neighborhood school from preschool through first grade. Although it was an exceptional school for elementary kids, the education for middle school and high school students was not as adequate. Seeking a better place to raise their children, my parents were faced with a tough choice. When I was in 2nd grade, our family made the decision to move to the suburbs. On July 3rd, we all packed into our Honda minivan and drove 45 minutes to a new home in the town of Winnetka. Within my first year at Crow Island, my new school, I learned so many new things. I started playing the violin and speaking Spanish, neither of which were offered at my old school. I met my best friends that I'm still close with now. Over the

Experts argue about whether or not we have control over our lives. They question if destiny is determined by fate or by choices we make in our life. Two authors both take their sides on this topic producing evidence to support their claim. David Epstein author of The Sports Gene and Malcolm Gladwell author of Outliers: Story of Success both make an argument on how much we control in our lives in which they take different sides. David Epstein wrote about a track and field athlete who had incredible jumping ability despite never practicing high jumping. Malcolm Gladwell talks about how violinists were never able to float through musical school without putting in the practice hours. They each support their side with

It was not until the age of 10 where my career really started to kick in and I did not take baseball for granted. It was a sport that I always liked to play. I always played every summer in a youth baseball league. It was a recreational league, but it is where I made some of my best friends. This league made it feel like we had no responsibilities and the social environment was one that I will never forget because being able to talk to others that understand what you mean is nice to have. When first starting that league my dad started coaching me up until I was eleven. Then he started taking the game to heart. We were still too young to fully understand that and he made a few kids cry and so the league banned him from coaching. So, my next year my grandpa took my dad’s spot and coached the team. There was always one rivalry we had. It was a team with almost all the older and best players in the league. Every year they went undefeated, except one. It was the finals game and it was a double

One warm summer morning my sister, dad, and I were sitting and watching T.V. and my best friend’s dad called and invited us over for the weekend. He said

“Dad nods and puts his hand on mine again. He looks at me , steps away, stops, comes back, kisses me on the forehead for the first time in my life and I’m so happy I feel like floating out of the

The school I went to visit was Public School 69. It was my little brothers elementary school. The reason I chose the school, was because I remember seeing him happy every time he came home from kindergarten. Every day he would come home and have a different project he did in class to show off. The outside of the school looked like a regular public school, but inside Miss Suzy’s* (not her real name) classroom was bright, warm, and inviting. My visitation was in the morning, right when the children began school at 8:00am. When I walked inside, the class room was baby blue with all kinds of art projects on the walls. Miss Suzy welcomed me very kindly, and discussed with me, her srtudents and what they have been learning. You can not help but

With four minutes left in the game, Jimmy passes to Frank and Frank drains a three. The next Bull’s possession Jimmy hits a floater. The lead is three points for the Heat. But just as things started to go well, Vick hits a step back three pointer. But Jimmy answers right back with a three of his own. The Heat call a timeout. After the break, Frank gets a steal but misses the lay-up! The game looks to be over with only fifteen seconds left. But Vick being Vick jacks a three with ten seconds left and misses! Jimmy grabs the board and outlets to Frank. Frank dribbles down the court and does a step-back three. As the whole crowd and people watch with awe, the ball floats up and makes a perfect “swoosh” sound! The ref blows the whistle and calls a foul! With this free throw, he could win the finals! He thought back to all the critics and people, and even himself who thought the Bulls couldn’t do it. He thought of all those times Vick had called him out and then he

After some convincing, my parents let me try out. “Please mom? Drew gets to play baseball. Why can’t I?” I asked.

At a young age my dad realized I loved to throw the ball not a baseball in general. I would always find thick sticks with a strong core and hit rocks till sunset after school. With that being said, I also had a friend that played T-ball at Boykin Park. My dad thought it was a great idea to let me tryout. Not exactly tryouts honestly just showing up would have got me on the team. The park looked like was like nothing I have seen before. My dad met the coaches, and soon began to practice my swing. I played three seasons of T-Ball, because I was new to baseball and had to get my mechanics up. I started T-Ball in 1999 and ended it in 2002.

Greatness in sports is a status that only very few reach, however to be labeled the greatest athlete of all time is for that one soul individual who excels at all aspects of the game and exceeds every other player in that sport. In my exploratory essay I established what makes an athlete the greatest athlete of all time. In the following paragraph I am going to summarize what makes an athlete the greatest athlete of all time. For the sake of the argument to follow I am going to stick with just the NFL. When I look at the NFL one name comes to mind when thinking about the greatest NFL player of all time. His name is Tom Brady. Tom Brady is the greatest of all time.

I was getting very nervous, because all three of us were hitless today. Okay, we need base runners, and we need them now. Don’t try to do too much, just get a hit. I thought. The first pitch was a fastball right down the middle of the plate, a perfect pitch to hit. My eyes got big, and my mind said swing, but before I could react, the ball was past me.

I started baseball when I was about six years old. I loved the game. I also remember telling my dad "when I grow up I'm going to be a professional baseball player." He always responded with " it takes a lot to become a good baseball player but it takes even more to understand the game." Almost every day after school I would sprint up the hill next to our house and plow through the door then beg my dad to play baseball with me. We would be in the back yard for hours upon hours throwing and catching. We would play whiffle ball for about an hour and then as soon as my dad hit a home run I would get really angry with my dad, the reason for this is because I have always

For some reason i really liked baseball now because it just has that fun type feeling. I told my aunty and papa that i would sign up and play. They trusted me and signed me up. I was still scared because they were tall and they could throw the ball really fast. I had a shaky feeling but i felt good and i was convinced that i could do it.

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