The first time I ever played baseball that I remember,
was when I was four. It was in tee ball. We played every team twice, and even
though we weren’t supposed to we always kept score. There was one team that we
always had tough competition with them. It was pretty much a rivalry game
between the two best teams. The games were close but my team always on each year
because we had the best coach. Of course my coach was my dad. He is the one
that taught me pretty much everything I know about baseball.
In
coach pitch, my team was really good; there was only one kid that challenged
us. He always would hit home runs. One time I robbed one of his home runs and
his mom came on the field yelling at the coaches because they said he was out, and
then she came and started yelling at me because I caught the ball. So I just
walked away.
Then
we went on to the minor league, we only played for one year there. My team was
undefeated for the whole season. Then we got to our last game. It was real
close the whole time, then in the last inning we were up by two. I was
pitching, and a bigger kid came up to bat. He hit the first pitch I threw to
the fence in right center. He ran all the way around the bases for an inside
the park home run. There were two kids on the bases too, so we lost by one run.
Our undefeated season was gone.
After
the minor league we went up to Little League, I played for three years there. When
I was ten, I thought it was the coolest thing, when I was playing center field
when Ilacian came up to bat. He hit a ball so high in the air and I ran right
up close to the fence and caught it. I felt like I was so awesome because I caught
his ball. The highlight of my career was when I was on the all-star team for
Holbrook. We were losing by two runs in the top of the sixth and I came up to
bat with two guys on base. Then, I hit the first home run I had ever hit. RJ, my
teammate, smacked me on the head so hard my ears were ringing, but it was all
worth it in the end.
Next,
was Junior League. The field was so much bigger and I was still just a small
kid, so I could barely hit the ball out of the infield. But, I had a bunch of
good player on my team so all I did was walk when I came up to bat, then they
would hit me around to score. My favorite play form Junior League was in all
stars against Show Low. Ryan hit the go ahead home run in the top of the
seventh. He was only fourteen years old and he hit a home run at Blue Ridge’s
field. That field is not small at all.
After Junior League came high school ball. I
think I was prepared well for that.
This definitely takes me back to my own tee ball days. Sure, there were Confederate flags posted as apart of the park's logo, but nobody really cared. I think my favorite part may have been that every player from all the teams would sit and eat hamburgers and french fries after the games had ended. Regardless if we won or lost, we'd be happy to eat those hamburgers. I also remember looking out on high school sized fields, and being in complete shock of how huge it all was. It's crazy to see how things change when we grow up. It's cool to see that your passion for baseball has only grown with you, and that you keep playing it through the years.
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