are my three things that I treasure.
are my three things that I treasure.
Avoiding all the curve balls that were thrown at them, the ChMS Baseball team took the necessary steps to get to an advanced level. With 28 wins and 8 losses, they practiced everyday to become more and more talented. “My favorite part about this season was that everyone got along and worked hard together,” commented Lucas Jennings. The head coach of the team is Coach Ayers, and the assistant coach is Coach Green. These two coaches pushed their players to their limits to make them the best of the best. Most of the 8th grade players will be moving up next year to high school baseball. “Next season I am mainly looking forward to playing with older high school students,” said Carter Frederick. Most of the players have been playing for a long time…
when our cat had her kitten. we did not know what we would do a grown-up cat can be left by itself a baby kitten needs someone to watch her who could we get to care for her all day long I go to school all day mom and Dad go to work all day could Grandpa take the kitten grandpa said he could now the kitten lives with Grandpa We visit them every weekend It's…
I remember everything about my first Cubs game although it was a few years ago. My family and I went to the game on a Saturday in spring, a bright sunny day. We traveled by train to the ballpark because my dad said it would be hard to drive through all that traffic.…
So it was the championship game for babe Ruth and it was our team vs remax probably the two best teams in the league. Also I was starting pitching for our team I have pitched in big games before but never one like this game. so I was kind scared but I was ready to play in the game. So I got ready and left my house at 3:30 on the way there I took a nap to get rested for the game. So I got there a hour and a half early so when I got there I just kinda sat around and waited for all the other players to get there and so we could start warming up so when the catcher Liam Nash got to the field me and him were throwing like short toss and then we throw like long toss to really stretch out are arms. After we did that me and Liam took a break and got…
Baseball is more than just a game, it is a lifestyle that opens up opportunities for the future and helps one truly learn about themselves. When I was five years old I started my career in baseball and from the first day I fell in love with the game. It takes a keen eye to see the truth behind baseball and why the game is played the way it is. My journey towards the love of the game is very particular and I wouldn't be the person I am today without it.…
When I was a child, I was bringing up by my grandmother. My parents went other places to make live, and I stayed at home lived with my grandma. I sleep with her every night, and she always told me some interesting stories compiled by herself. I really like her stories, I cannot forget the story called Animal Athletic Game, which described many different animals are tending athletic game in the forest.Every night in 365 days, I asked my grandma tell stories to me, and I went dream with her voice.…
My dad has been a baseball fan for as long as I can remember. When 1:20 rolls around on Sunday afternoons, the television is declared my dad's for the mandatory Cubs game. Granted we weren’t obligated to watch the game, however, my older brother and I occasionally stuck around to watch. Overtime, this television snatching turned into an annoyance, most games are over three hours long, which greatly cut into my precious TV time on the weekends. I grew to hate the game because I found it long, boring, and filled with little action. Also, the only games my family watched were Cubs games and the Cubs have sucked since 1908. But like every good relationship it takes time for a bond to…
Billy stepped up to the plate; the field felt like there was an earthquake due to the fact that the two crowds were so loud that the field appeared to be lightly shaking. He steps in the box the as pitcher winded up and the pitch went pop! The pitch blew right past the catcher’s glove. “Strike one!“ exclaimed the umpire.…
Max was my best friend. He was a very lively golden retriever with a golden brown body and a white chest. My father got the dog before I was born, and just when he meets my mom. I remember feeding him table scraps and my mom getting mad because he shouldn’t have table scraps. When I was 3 years old he would snuggle with me before I went to bed, but after I got a bunk bed then he would just sleep on the floor of my room. My sister didn’t really get to see him much because he was still a baby when he had to be put down.…
1. Getting my first dog, Candy: One life altering experience for me was when I got my first dog,…
It all began when a was a little boy and all I wanted was a dog, for years I begged and begged, and still no dog. I felt as if I was incomplete without one, I had even written persuasive essays in school on why I should get a dog and waited and just hoped for it. Finally, when I was in 5th grade, I found a church ministry where we met once month and came up with ideas to raise money for the local rescue. During the meetings, we would also go for a walk, those who had animals would walk them. One time, somebody from the rescue came with one of the rescue dogs for the walk, which inspired me to go to the rescue and check it out.…
“GET HOME!!! GET HOME!!!” Those were the words my dad would yell from the third base coach’s box as I passed him rounding third! Baseball to me is more than just a game! Baseball is a passion, fueled by the desire to succeed, the passion to overcome, and the dedication to be great. A baseball field to me is like a stage is to a dancer or an open road for a biker; I just love every aspect of this amazing sport. It’s the field with its seemingly unfair depth, its soft green grass and the infamous red dirt, that make me have the passion for the game like my father did as a child. My life seemed to be limitless when I was in between that fence. Taking cuts on the tee, putting together a pickup game that didn’t matter who won or lost, or even on those days that practice seemed to never end, I still had the love for the game.…
I was playing baseball in the spring of my junior year at Athens High School. It was a big game for the team. If we won, we still could make the playoffs, but if we lost, our playoffs hopes crushed. I was in the starting lineup playing first base and batting sixth. It was the third inning and it was still a tied game at zero. Muscle Shoals had a runner on second base with one out. The Muscle Shoals batter hit the ball to third base; our third baseman fielded the ball and threw the ball towards me at first. The ball was thrown off line up into the baseline. I stretch trying to keep my foot on the bag and make the catch. As soon as I caught the ball the hitter collided with me. The collision sent the ball and my glove soaring into right field.…
I was never a dog lover. My kids always wanted a dog. I dug my heels in but eventually, they wore me down with chorus’ of “please can we get a dog?” Begrudgingly, I began looking for a dog. It was to be a Christmas present for my kids, an older dog, a trained dog. I knew that I did not have the patience for training and I knew that when kids say they will help; I knew exactly what that meant.…
“Dogs are great. Bad dogs, if you can really call them that, are perhaps the greatest of them all.”…