When the first game came I was extremely happy yet nervous also. We ended up winning the game by the score of three runs to two although I did not get to bat at all and was put in only for two innings of defense. I was disappointed that I did not get to play much but I was happy with the win. Our second game was the next day and I hoped to get more playing time then. When that day came it turned out that we were playing an extremely skilled team. We were losing three to one in the last inning and I still hadn’t played at all the whole game. One of my friends hit a double and then another one of my teammates hit a single to knock him in to score. The score was now three to two and we had a chance to come back. My coach then decided that we needed someone faster on the bases so he called for a…
I had made the team first practice was next monday and we had a two weeks until our first game. The rest of the month was a blur of boredom in class and baseball and a few new friends who also made the team. Ben and Kyle made the team…
My grandpa taught me how to be a switch hitter he said I would be more deadly against pitcher and at the time I didn't believe him because I was a kid and thought my grandpa didn't know anything about baseball.In high school I got my dad to let me play football I played halfback and was pretty good I was fast so I could outrun people and one day in practice I got kicked in the shine in practice an I didn't think anything of it because it football it will be fine but I was wrong when I woke up the next morning my ankle and shine were black an blue and swollen 2 times the regular size turns out I had a infection in my leg and that was the end of football for me and my dad was scared the same for baseball but it didn't stop me when baseball tryouts came I stole the show with my power hitting an my speed. When word got out about me mlb scouts came to see me the Yankees Dodgers and much more but I really didn't know they were there for me.I was drafted out of high school and was playing with the best team at the time the New York Yankees the Kings of baseball so when I went to spring training goals were…
Our second game was against the former coach for UNA, Jason Anderson. Coach Anderson was the original coach who offered me a scholarship to UNA. The tension was high, due to familiar faces. We ended up having to play them twice and we beat them both times. After winning all four games we reached the Championship series. Humbolt, from New York, was our biggest obstacle we had to face. The team with the best two out of three wins was to be named the National Champs. The first game we played, we lost to Humbolt. The loss hit us hard and our spirits were down. All season we had not faced a pitcher that shut us down completely. Walking to the locker room after that loss, felt as if we had already became runner up in the Championship series. Beating Humbolt twice the next day, seemed to be an impossible task. We sat in silence as tears ran down our faces. Our coaches let us cry and let us get our emotions out. She knew the pressure we felt and the adversity that was staring us in the face. After 30 minutes of silence, one of the players brought up the games we had to play against UAH. Another player mentioned the victory against Valdosta, and we were instantly reminded that we were capable of anything. We knew that all of the hard work we had put in was not going to waste. We were not going to settle for anything else but a National…
The wind blew around me as I rushed over to the softball field where I saw two girls the coach. I had been anticipating this for a week and it was finally here, my first ever softball practice. I recognized the two girls from junior high and could still remember their names, Sadie and Blake, and was able to meet a new friend whose name I have forgotten already. I also met Coach Smith. I had never been to the Lehi Sports Complex, but just being on the fields there was enough to excite me. We spent the entire hour and forty minutes catching, throwing, and batting.…
I only had school every Monday and Tuesday because my mom was so busy and needed to work. When she came home from work she was so tired she would fall asleep. I would worry about not learning stuff but my mom would always tell me that the only thing i needed to learn was street smarts, which is all I need for living in Chicago. The only thing that kept me human was baseball when my dad left, it was there for me when I was sad, I would walk four miles every day just so I could go to batting practice. My mom is wonderful and takes me to every baseball game even though we don’t have much money, we always save up so I can play in the best division possible. I had people come up to me and tell me I could be the next big thing in baseball, but I do it for my mom, she helps me with everything from batting to pitching and she is the best coach you could ask for. My mom gives me strength to not quit and she makes me believe I can do anything. Today is the day, tryouts are always tough but I was gonna try my best and that is all I could do. The first drill was batting we had to hit into the left, right and middle over the fence that was 300 feet away. The first up batting was Jeremy he didn't get it over on any of them, the next guy John didn't get any either. One by one none of them got it over. I heard them call my name, “Zach Lingard, you are up next after Ron Harper”. Ron is the best guy I have ever seen at baseball at my age, and he only got it over one part of the fence, the left side of the fence. The coach called my name, it was my turn. I was terrified, not one of them got it over except for Ron and he only got one over the fence, here goes nothing, the first one on the left side the coach throws me a fast slider down low and I crush it right over the fence, my…
Laurel high school has been the most glamorous of places to play baseball. The grass was scarce, dominated from large patches of dirt scattered across the outfield. Our batting cage left untouched for months at a time, creating a chest high jungle of weeds that consumed you as you entered. There were no perks of playing for the baseball program. The athletic director ignored us, the students didn’t support us, and the School wouldn’t adequately fund us. All we had were ourselves and an insatiable drive to succeed. I entered my freshman year out of shape,and with little baseball talent at all. I arrived at tryouts as an underdog, but I didn’t let that deter me. After three days of intense tryouts, I was named as a member of the junior varsity team. Unfortunately, The season didn’t go…
When Monday came around and it was time for our first game I was nervous all day but also excited, when the bus left I put on my headphones and was just thinking about the game and everything I had to do right. I was startled to feel someone tap on my shoulder, I took off my headphones and looked up, I heard coach yelling my name and he said “Tron, first offensive series we’re running 37 power be ready”. I put my headphones back on and get back to getting…
At this moment I've gotten my hopes up and I'm almost certain that I'm going to make the team. When the day of tryouts come, November 4rth, 2012, my alarm goes off and I wake up, get myself situated, say a prayer, grab my favorite sneakers (which at the time was the Under Armour Black Ice : Brandon Jennings Milwaukee Bucks Home Red Strap Colorway), tie them to my backpack, grab a bowl of frosted flakes and sling my backpack onto my scrawny shoulders and hop into my older brothers car so that he could drop me off at school. I’m a little nervous once I’ve finished my school day once the bell rings and the announcements go off saying in a big hefty voice “ALL BOYS PARTICIPATING IN BASKETBALL TRYOUTS PLEASE REPORT TO THE MAIN GYM NO LATER THAN TWO O’FIVE”. I sprint down the hallway and make sure I’m the first one in the gym. After a good two hours of running, doing drills I’ve done before and Scrimmaging I feel exhausted but none the less confident and satisfied with my…
I felt this sense of fear, but I knew it was just nervousness. It caused my whole body to tremble. I creeped onto the field and pass by the fifty girls and all of the coaches. Just me walking by everyone gave me this ginormous knot in my stomach, it made me feel like I was going to pass out right on the field. I was breathing heavy, like I just ran a marathon. I was beyond nervous just to be the new girl on the field. I was scared of what the girls thought of me, and how the coaches thought I would play and adapt to the sport. I had never even picked up a lacrosse stick and the girls were passing, catching and shooting on goal: how does a new player get to there if they were two week late into the season? I was terrified I would never get to the level of the rest of the team.…
Despite my fear of every upperclassman, I tried to become mentally focused for the start of the tryout. The coach walked up to the field standing at 6’6 and a deep voice that could scare Christmas away from kids, he then shouted to the athletes, “Get on the goal line we are doing sprints.” Sweat began to pour down my face while pumping my legs and arms as fast as I could to keep up with the upperclassmen. I wanted to catch the coach’s eye and prove that I could handle playing with the upperclassman. Halfway during the sprints some athletes began to quit and walk off the field because they thought it was too intense and weren't ready for the challenge. Now those who quit new their chances of making the team became slim. I sparked an…
It was my first day of tryouts. I was 7 years old and love to play soccer. At the time playing soccer was my life. Rapid Wien was/is the best team in Austria. I was super nervous because it was the first time i ever tried out for such a big team. My heart was beating. BOOM….boom boom. I laced up my shoes and pulled up my socks. I was ready for the challenge. I run onto the field and the coach asked me what my name was in German. My German was not so good at the time, so it took me a while to say, A.a.a Alessandro. “Nachname?” UHH Del. De.De. Delfabbro. I was nervous and i made sure it didn't affect the way i played. Right when i touched the ball i knew this was the team for me. Tryouts went by super quickly and it was decision making. I had to stand in a line and they picked who they wanted. They called out the name, Marcus Steinhardt then they called Alessandro Del Fabbro. I had to act cool but inside I was delighted. I saw my dad who had a massive smile on his face. I went up to the coach and he told me that my first practice is…
I was chosen to start on the field with the boys at first. There was one other girl on the other team. The air was chilled, and I had a long sleeve underneath my jersey in order to make sure I kept warm throughout the game. I stepped onto the field, and stood waiting for the coaches to come onto the field and blow the whistle in order for the game to be started. I looked at the other team, and then looked at my teammates ready to start.…
The tryouts for the basketball team were set for November 15th. For that month before the tryouts I worked out almost every day. I would go outside and run around the backyard so I could get the hang of running around the gym. Everyone said “Jasahn you should make the team, your good enough” and I thought the same. The tryouts for the basketball team finally came. The first day of tryouts was exhausting. I remember when the head coach for the varsity team threw the basketball at my head because I wasn’t paying attention to his long lecture, and everyone laughed at me too. At the end of the tryouts the head coach said “The people who made the team names will be called on the TV and the people who didn’t make it, better luck next year.” That night I was excited and thought I made the team for sure.…
“No Michael no more baseball” my mother nagged. She had nagged on about this for the past month and a half. She really didn’t want me to play anymore I guess. But I didn’t listen to her because I felt that I was at my prime. So I played again but this time it was traveling season.…