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Personal Narrative: Game Player

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GAME CHANGER

Boom,the ball went flying. All my life I have loved and will always love baseball.I started playing when I was two years old. Ever since I 've been playing I have always wanted to do two things, hit a grandslam and rop a home run hit. “Today is the day,” is what I keep saying to myself. Today I will do the two things I wanted to do my whole entire life.

My team that I play for , BC, had a tournament in Waycross and before we could start playing the the game the coach made us warm up.In the warm ups we have three stations: hitting, throwing, and runing. I got the running station and in that group we had to do the indian run, that is where the group gets into a line and the last has to
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