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Standing in the batter’s box, I twirled the bat once and placed it on my shoulder. As my heart thumped and sweat rolled down my cheek, I raised the bat and exhaled. The score was 6–6 in the bottom of the seventh inning; our team had two outs and the bases were loaded. With the weight of the game on my shoulders, I waited anxiously for the pitch. The softball whipped furiously through the air until it came to a sudden halt; the ball had crashed into my thigh.
In 2011, I was part of a baseball team that was put together from scratch. We had to quickly prepare for the 13 year old Babe Ruth World Series that we were hosting in Clifton Park that August. At the time, I knew very few kids on the team but what I did know was that the third baseman was first-cousins with the head coach. He also knew and proved that he was the best player on the team. For privacy and consent discrepancies I will call him Mark.
It was an early Saturday morning in October, when the Panther girls softball team were playing for a third straight win. The two games before that flew by easily, we won both and were playing to be seeded first in the tournaments the next day. The crowd was full of excitement, parents yelling, and the coach yelling at the umpires, because of bad calls. We were nervous because it was a really good team that had 3 of the best players in the state. We had played them in two previous tournaments, and lost on the second day, so this time we were determined to beat them.
Here we were the last tournament of the year. We were in the championship. Towards the end of the game I was on third base, we were down one run then the worst hitter on the team came up, Owen. Of course he hit it right to the first baseman. Unfortunately we got second.
In my dazed state I was harshly awoken by a yank of my arm almost out of socket as I was pulled up. I searched for a comforting gaze from a teammate or coach something to reassure my fantasy that this was not my fault, but rather as looked at my coach my gut wrenched with disappointment as his disapproving scowl pierced my heart. I realized that this play would be my last that season, and I had forever marked my performance with a brand of failure. While on the sideline, the faces of coaches, players, and my parents occupied my thoughts and altered my reality. However as this final judgement on my performance was handed down, the cause for my failure was that I prepared for only what I anticipated.
Snaider Family Scholarship Being an Athlete there can be many times where you could find yourself in a difficult situation. Over time you learn how to handle the pressure and are better able to cope with it even though it is still a difficult and stressful situation. A time that stands out to me as my team being in a difficult situation was last year during the Softball Championship. That year was a great year for our team we were the champions of our conference and had made it all the way to the State Championship for 1A schools. We had already won a game and lost a game to our opponents and this was the final game.
The next year we got into travel baseball. Which at our age we thought we were pretty cool. Really, we weren’t, our first season we had a below five hundred season. That means you lost more than you
I thought as I turned to catch the breeze on my face. “Play ball” shouted the Umpire, as I got into a comfortable stance to watch another boring inning of “infield baseball”. Our pitcher and infield were good, too good, and thus as an outfielder I never got any action. The thing was, our team was the best in the league that year, and that was because our coach
The umpires soon arrive and our three coaches call us over, to say “We did not try this hard and make it this far to lose, so let's go get that win boys!” my team replied with “Let’s go
Something did surprise me, I was batting third the most important spot in the lineup. I was two for three that day and we won, I played good in center so that would mean that I would mean third once again and i was pumped up for it. I felt so happy doing good it was a great feeling. I would keep doing the same thing each game and the rest of the team was playing really well too for a couple games.
The day i broke my hip I was at the indy 500 party, and then there has a zip line. My dad didn't see how high it was, but it was 8 feet. I was on the zip line, and I hung on to the handle
I was so ready for this game. Ever since I learned Coach’s special family stance I’ve been practicing at home with Josh. Today was the day for me to show the team that I’m not “Mr. No hitter”. Coach Jeremy was so ready for me to hit a big one that he put me as #2 to hit. All of the sudden the National Anthem started playing and then it was time to play ball!
I remember when I dislocated my finger in football. I was 12 years old and it was the beginning of practice. I remember that I was wearing my football gear. It was also sunny and hot. Before I dislocated my finger, I was running football plays.
About 3 years ago, nearly every month of that year I had a bone fracture, a surgery, or I was recovering from something. I ended up missing a lot of school and I would miss important tests and lessons, that I would have to make up on my own. My teachers were nice enough to help me with some lessons, but they couldn 't help me with all of them. I would figure out the work as I did it or I would ask my mom or dad to help me. Also around that time, my mom would buy me math practice books and make complete at least 5 pages a day, so I would not be behind in math.
I’ve been anticipating the season to start for about the last 5+ months. These past couple of months have been so boring cause I have been doing nothing but going to school. No sports for that long is awful so every time baseball comes around I 'm so ecstatic. So you know I have been counting down the days until the season. This year I was drafted to the diamondbacks, every year this league