Baseball has been part of my life since I could remember. As a child, baseball was a game we always enjoyed watching as a family. Many family members played baseball professionally, such as my great-grandfather, grandfather, and father. Our love of baseball is where the journey began. It was a trip of lifetime, my family and I ventured on a baseball park trip across the country. It was the ballpark journey that I gained an understanding of motivation, self-perseverance and inspiration to become the best version of myself.…
I came from a family of really athletic people. My Mom and sister Kaitlyn both played softball from a young age and had many great accomplishments. My sister Kassidy played soccer from a young age as well. I have a lot to live up to. I started playing soccer when I four and I played for one year until I was no longer interested in it anymore. I started softball when I was five, and it wasn’t my favorite. I then retreated back to soccer for a few years. When I was in second grade, I cut my ankle on the bowl that my dog broke when I was trying to get cereal because I was hungry. After that I really didn’t want to play soccer anymore, so I decided to retire my soccer cleats forever. After this, I tried various different ranging from swim team to softball, and as you can imagine, softball stuck. When it did though, it came with my hot-headed personality showing. There was no way around it. I was also very independent, which could be a good thing in some cases, but as I got older I was required to do more group work. I just didn’t know how to.…
I loved baseball, but was not proficient in any position. I couldn’t hit, catch, or throw no matter how much I practiced. I realized this when I sat on the sidelines and watched my team play game after game. It was frustrating to know that I was not skilled enough to play, and because of that I gave up sports for good. At that moment, I felt like I did not fit in with my family. We had nothing in common because sports…
I believe that America’s pastime has a major influence on a person’s character. Whether you are on the field, in the stands, or even on the couch, the game of baseball seems to always have an effect on you. Baseball and life can be synonymous, and I believe that the lessons learned by playing the game can play a huge part in the way you live your life.…
Life at home became very somber, as if a wave of darkness had come over my family. He loved baseball, much like me, and he liked watching me pitch. Baseball became my sanctuary, because it took me away from my worries, and also provided me with a close connection to my uncle. Every time I toe the rubber or set foot on the field, I can remember him teasing, laughing, and encouraging me with his cliché sayings and foolish remarks. Baseball also provides me with a similar connection with my father, the man who introduced me to the game and cultivated my love for the sport. My father and I have always had a special connection over baseball, but since my uncle's passing, baseball has meant so much more. I look into the stands and see the pain on my father's face as he sits, hoping the game will take him away from the loss of his brother. I pray that my left arm is strong enough to carry my father through this difficult time, just as he has carried me through difficult times. I feel an obligation to him to provide some relief for his pain, and through baseball I am able to do so. Baseball will always be much more than just a…
The dispassion I had towards Baseball was taking notice by my dad. He said, “You don’t like baseball don’t you…” I sadly accepted it and I felt the response would let him down. To my surprise, my dad responded by saying, “You don’t have to play baseball if you don’t want to. You can do whatever makes you happy.” Soon after conceding to not liking baseball, I went straight back to my favorite sport, soccer. Immediately, I felt much happier attending each practice and this gave me the drive to develop as a better player. Little did I know that my dad’s advice would still motivate me to this…
The part of my life I am about to recount was during the summer of 2014 when I was the starting pitcher and third hitter for the Drexel Hill Little League tournament team. Now, baseball is america’s pastime and in my words is the greatest sport on god's green earth. A little background on the sport is it’s a game of nines. Nine starting players on each team try to score as many runs in nine inning by hitting a nine inch baseball coming in at an average speed of ninety miles per hour. This leaves the batter with about .16 Seconds to react to the pitch and hit it with all their power with a bat about 36 inches long and 2.75 Inches in diameter. I was first introduced to the sport when I was only seven years old and my father, who is also a huge…
Before I was first playing baseball I wasn’t very good and didn’t understand it, I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I played t-ball and parent pitch and it was very fun, I could never really hit, but I could field pretty well, and I was always better than my peers. My parents loved baseball and were always very encouraging of how I played baseball, and how bad I was. Once I turned an unassisted triple play, Which means that I got 3 outs all by myself, In the same play to end the inning. Until kid pitch i didn't know the game of baseball. I would constantly get hit by pitches cause I was a left handed batter, and pitchers at that age couldn’t throw me any strikes and would constantly walk me. Any time I got a pitch to hit I would hit pretty far and get a double or a triple.…
It wasn’t just disappointment that I felt. The sport I loved most was the very thing I was being told I wasn’t good enough to play. Baseball has always been a constant in my life. It’s something I talk to my father about and discuss with friends. Baseball is a way to mark the seasons: the excitement of pitchers and catchers reporting at the start of spring and the thrill of the playoffs as the weather grows cool. All these are true, but in trying to explain why I love baseball, there remains an intangible that I can’t identify.…
If you believe in yourself, you can accomplish great things in your life. I had signed up to play baseball, just like any other year. It was a warm summer day, with a slight touch of a cool breeze. I gazed out the window of my dad’s car at the baseball fields at the sports complex, wondering which one I was going to play in.…
The same passion, game, and rules with a new coach, team, and field may not always, necessarily add up to equally great results. Sometimes even the greatest love can weather the changes that life presents. Baseball, for instance, has always been my passion, regardless of the pressure that accompanies it. My love for baseball started at a very young age. Many hours were enjoyed at my dad’s softball games, cheering him on as he hit or played left field. I’ve been working on my arm since I could sit up by throwing toys and balls across the room. An occasional tater tot soared through the air from my high chair, when mom looked away. Now, I have progressed to a 75 mph fast ball from the mound, with my mom and several fans watching.…
From the time I was a young kid, baseball has always been an important part of my life. Like a lot of kids I started playing tee-ball and continued to work my way through the different levels. I was never the most skilled or athletic kid on the team, in fact I was sometimes the worst, but I was always the on having the most fun. My lack of skill would sometimes cause me to have low confidence but that would…
Many students have a special talent or hobby that has helped shape them into the person they have become today. Often times, these interests cannot be expressed through an application. The individual most likely spends a lot of their time practicing this talent or hobby. It may give them the drive to excel in other areas of life, including school or work. I know for me, this is true.…
Soon everyone begins to cheer for you. The crowd stands applauding you, your teammates rush to hug you, and the awards are awaiting you at home plate. That is why I love to play, America's past time sport, baseball. Now being the team captain of my high school varsity baseball team, I have learned many lessons and inhabited many qualities, to dedicate and contribute all of my efforts to the program. It wasn't easy to earn this spot as the leader of the team. I experienced many obstacles and difficulties, only learning from them, and take my knowledge to help others. For example, there was this one hardship, seven years back where I hung up my cleats and glove, and refused to never touch a baseball again. Two years later, following that moment, I experienced a life-changing moment, that made me want to appreciate sports…
My love for the game is beyond what it should be. The way I feel when I hit that perfect release. The way I feel when I hit that clutch shot. The way I feel when I get that defensive stop. These moments are what make basketball addictive. Basketball changes dramatically from high school to college.…