The Dodgeball: A Short Story

Oh how I hated Seth! He was a small, shrimpy, pale kid. His voice was squeaky and sounded like there was a frog in his throat. Since he never t want to play, we decided to make him umpire. He was the worst ump in the whole world. . The first day we played kickball, P.J. and I were on the same team. P.J. was the opposite of Seth in my mind. He was great at kickball, and like me, he always argued. We had known of each other, but we never had a conversation. P.J. and I became friends quickly. We loved playing kickball together every day. Also, whenever Seth made a call against our team, right or wrong, we argued. Oh, how we argued! Challenging Seth was what we looked forward to, day after day. It was nonstop entertainment, and we had a lot of ammunition, with Seth as ump. We argued balls and strikes, safe and out, and catch or no catch.

Do you want to abolish dodge ball? Is it really an apt game? Do you want your children to play this eradication activity? Dodge ball is perceived differently by many diverse individuals. Dodge ball has its pros and cons, but what do you think? While some critics covet it, others do not, like myself, who deems that this hazardous game is not a pertinent exercise for juvenile students.

The air was cold and eerie as my teammates and I got ready to take the field for baseball practice. Our coach called for a night practice in the middle of September following our devastating loss in the championship game a few weeks ago. “Let’s go! Start running laps around the field!” my coach shouted as players were still getting dressed and warming up. Most of my teammates still shattered by the championship loss weren’t feeling enthusiastic about practicing. We finished running our laps and moved on to the next portion of our practice which was long tossing. I wasn’t aware that such a routine practice would be the one to change my life.

I've played baseball ever since I could remember, but somehow, at fourteen, I still wasn't very good at it.

I was running down the field putting my hands out to catch the ball but I had to dive and when I did the ball crushed my finger. I missed the catch but kept playing in the process.I had a feeling that it was it not just jammed but it was that important because it was 4th down and I had to get the first so I didn’t stop. The next play I had to do a long pass and I decided to do a hail mary. During the whole period of time my finger was throbbing and when I caught the ball in the next play was the worst pain of that year.

"Obviously right? Now give us three tickets for the fair and we will be out of your hair." Conners was impatient and hurriedly ordered the bouncer to give them the tickets.

So there I was minding my own business, casually rotating some kiwis, and that’s when THEY came in. They were a mildly intimidating group of rowdy basket ball types. By that I mean one of them was literally carrying a basket ball through the store. One of his goons pointed to something in the distance and nodded the other eloquently said, “Oh ho ho!” This was followed by a violent head nod from goon number one, and passionate laughter from holder of the b-ball.

He takes my arm and pulls me inside. The same clerk was at the front desk from a few short months ago.

Fooball I took the snap I faked a run And started to drop back A man broke back to sack me I thought that I was done But nothing ever hit me I knew I had to throw but couldn't see

I was back against the wall ready to block a push. I was in PE and we were playing kickball we just came back from the outfield. I was 5th in line and was probably going to get the kick but then this guy and his friends cut me.

A few more. Just a few more and then you are done. Let’s go. Five. That last one was not the best. A little bit more hip rotation and that should fix it. Four. Okay, so that was not right. Pull more to the glove side, but keep the front shoulder closed. Three. That’s better. Maybe try a breaking ball? No; need to repeat the mechanics and not get fancy. Two. Alright, that was about the same. Focus. This will pay off in the end. Keep working. One. Woah! Do not want to be there. Get it down. Pull down more. Okay, maybe two more-- hit the spot—get it right. Better. One more. End it right. Finish strong; keep working. Not going to be able to finish on that. Another. Keep working. Excellent. Let’s get some water and call it a day.

I am from a yellow ball blazing through the air and the breaking of bats.

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