There were 58 kids that went out for the freshman baseball team, 21 kids made the A/B team.The other 37 kids were on C team. Going into the first practice I was picturing myself in that group of 37 on the C team. One of the reasons I pictured myself on C team was because most kids going out for baseball were 8-10 months older than me and were about 4-6 inches taller than I was. But kids being older and bigger didnt not determined how hard I worked. I was in the weight room, at every optional practice and playing on another team outside of the high school. Every day after in season mandatory practice I would go home and speculate who would all be on the A/B team. I would count on my fingers how many kids I thought were better than I was and
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They want the spot you are in right now.” My stomach dropped. All I could think about was only 21 kids made the A/B team and there was 23 in my group. If i was that 23rd kid and had to play C team I would become very despondent. We went on to our routine practice and then came back together as a whole group.
“Nothing is permanent boy's!” was the first thing coach said. We continued to talk as a whole group and the left and went home.
I get home after practice.
“Today at practice we got split into two groups.” i told my parents “I could tell that i was in the better group.”
“Cam you need to be proud of yourself!” my mom said “ we are so proud of you.” My mom and I continued to talk. i expressed that just because i was in this group did not mean i was on A team.
I show up to practice the next day.
“Split into the groups we in yesterday” coach beenken told all 58 kids. We got split into our …show more content…
That ran through my head a few times, i thought about. Those kids in the other group want my spot and want it bad. I can not shut down and go into cruise control and expect to make the team. I knew i was going to have to work harder than i was earlier in the season or my spot would be taken. We practiced for about another two weeks then the day came.
It was the day before our first game. We had our normal practice then we all came into a big group on our knee.
“This is the part i hate” said coach Beenken in a light voice “this is the time when i'm giving you boys your team. There isn't one kid in her that i like more than another. I am going to tell you the 21 kids that have made the A/B team.” The whole place was so tense. Everyone was wondering if they made it or didn't. Every kid in the gym was equally nervous. Coach started saying names. Starting at the top of the alphabet.
“Max Baer, Cole Ballard, Cam Carroll,...” said coach Beenken went on to say 18 other names. I made it! I really did it. I got out of the gym and the person I call was my dad. he answered the
They want the spot you are in right now.” My stomach dropped. All I could think about was only 21 kids made the A/B team and there was 23 in my group. If i was that 23rd kid and had to play C team I would become very despondent. We went on to our routine practice and then came back together as a whole group.
“Nothing is permanent boy's!” was the first thing coach said. We continued to talk as a whole group and the left and went home.
I get home after practice.
“Today at practice we got split into two groups.” i told my parents “I could tell that i was in the better group.”
“Cam you need to be proud of yourself!” my mom said “ we are so proud of you.” My mom and I continued to talk. i expressed that just because i was in this group did not mean i was on A team.
I show up to practice the next day.
“Split into the groups we in yesterday” coach beenken told all 58 kids. We got split into our …show more content…
That ran through my head a few times, i thought about. Those kids in the other group want my spot and want it bad. I can not shut down and go into cruise control and expect to make the team. I knew i was going to have to work harder than i was earlier in the season or my spot would be taken. We practiced for about another two weeks then the day came.
It was the day before our first game. We had our normal practice then we all came into a big group on our knee.
“This is the part i hate” said coach Beenken in a light voice “this is the time when i'm giving you boys your team. There isn't one kid in her that i like more than another. I am going to tell you the 21 kids that have made the A/B team.” The whole place was so tense. Everyone was wondering if they made it or didn't. Every kid in the gym was equally nervous. Coach started saying names. Starting at the top of the alphabet.
“Max Baer, Cole Ballard, Cam Carroll,...” said coach Beenken went on to say 18 other names. I made it! I really did it. I got out of the gym and the person I call was my dad. he answered the