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In Green bay, Wisconsin, at a softball facility, on January 23rd, Seriena Dunaway was playing in a softball league. Dunaway was playing against Elite, her team 's biggest rival. The air was cool and the playing turf was rough and hard to run or slide on. The people in the crowd could see the tension. The music was loud and seemed out of place.
I called for the curveball and he had fouled that one off too. I was running out of options. I needed to find one and fast. I had to go the last resort… the change up. I had him throw a couple more fastballs just so that the batter would think that’s our last route.
Elana Meyers Taylor was born to Janet and Eddie Meyers in California, on October 10, 1984. At a young age, Elana and her family moved to Douglasville, Georgia. That is where Elana grew up. As a young girl Elana never fit in.
It was awesome when my sister’s cheer team Synergy got first place at her cheer competition and won a trip to Orlando, Florida. Then we went to The Mall of America and went to the amusement park and road rides. Then later we went to dinner with all the girls on the cheer team at Dicks Last Resort, i would recommend going here if you're ever at The Mall of America. For the reasons above this trip to The Mall of America was totally amazing.
Sophia has always wanted to be able to go play college softball, that’s been her dream ever since she was able to play softball. Her mother played at Florida State University as a center fielder and she was the best hitter to ever come through Florida’s softball program. She wanted to follow in her mother’s footsteps to make her proud. One sunny day Sophia was hitting at her local batting cages and she was missing also every ball. Sophia was not very good at softball like her mother, next week was her first high school game and she really wanted to impress her mother.
As I stepped out of the car door to head onto the field I could smell the freshly mowed grass and hear the birds chirp. It was a big day for me because I was about to try out for my first softball team. As I walked on the field there were other softball athletes throwing very strong to each other and that made me get nervous. Once I got my glove in my hand and started to throw I felt that I was throwing very well. The coaches Softball made me realize that you have to have leadership skills and
I sat down on the warm, silver bleachers with a plate of food in my lap. The junior varsity softball coach was about to start going through the participation awards for all the girls who played this season. I was eagerly waiting for the end-of-season awards to be announced. My name was called for the participation award, and I went up onto the dusty field to receive it. “She’s always had a great attitude, and she has been very supportive of her team mates.
I had to show the team how to do the warm-up. So I was the one who would roll the ground balls to them. I also coached third base and participated in the coach pitch at times. This fun experience recently was moments I will never forget. I loved how I could be in charge of the situation and teach them how to work their fundamentals into the game.
At ten years old I really doubted if I wanted to play baseball after that season. We were the worst team in the league. In our first and only playoff game we lost. During that game I felt like my coach was dumber than a bag of rocks, he didn't even know the difference between the shortstop position and the second base position. He didn't know how to run the scorebook and he has not played a game of baseball his whole life.
Throughout the years of playing softball, my commitment grew not only on the field with my teammates, but also independently to make me become a better player
We had to whatever it took to win this game. With one single crack of the bat, I was off! The ball made it right over the head of the third basemen and the left fielder completely misjudged it, he gave me 10 extra feet! The crowd was boisterous! Screaming my name and cheering me on.
I am a creature of habit; big changes scare me. This is something that has really dominated my personality for the past couple of years. When I was going into the eighth grade, I moved from Richmond, Virginia to Phoenix, Arizona, a place where no one knew who I was and very few were willing to try and figure me out. I had lived my entire life in Richmond and was very unwilling to move. I think this is where my personality really began to evolve.
A field shaped like a diamond followed by a meadow of grass. Sixty foot base paths that surrounds the infield in a counterclockwise direction. A batting count of three balls and two strikes. Three outs total in all seven innings of pure determined, back and forth softball between two teams. This place has been my home for years.
For the last eight years, softball has shaped my life and taught me many things about leadership, sportsmanship, and how to work as a team. Softball has always made me happy, it’s not just the sport that makes me happy, but it’s the place that I get to go and the people that I get to play it with. Every time I’m on the field or in the cages I feel the most content. The softball field and cages are my sanctuary.
However, sometimes things happen and people have got to just keep pushing through it. My third year of softball my team was very proficient, strong, and confident. When it came time to go to our first tournament, we were unquestionably excited. We knew we were going to do excellent because our team was undefeated, and with our confidence, we could do anything we wanted.
