Descriptive Essay: A Dream Of Baseball

Being the batter in the bottom of the ninth inning of the championship game, with two outs, bases loaded, and down by one run is both a baseball player’s most glorious dream and most onerous nightmare. This dream was my opportunity as I stepped up to the plate in the Delaware Regional Senior League championship game. The few metal bleachers near home plate at Leroy Hill Park were packed with families from all around Delaware, meanwhile those without a space set up lawn chairs around the outfield fence. Every single person at the field, whether they have played baseball since they 6 years old or have never even watched a game before, could feel the tension while the pitcher, an average-height 17 year old, proceeded into his stretch to deliver the pitch. As time seemingly froze in these seconds, the countless hours of practice at this field alone in the late hours came bolting down the basepath. An empty baseball field in the late afternoon is a blessing from God. While the sun is slowly setting behind the trees past the right field fence and the temperature is dropping from its mid-day high, I knock out the dirt stuck inside my cleats from the last …show more content…
The popping of the baseball hitting each of our gloves as we throw it back and forth soon fills the air. A smell of the new bound leather from my glove occasionally drifts past my nose after each catch. The conversation eventually dies down due to the increased distance between us that helps to strengthen our arms. Trying to push ourselves past our limits, our arms begin to feel a tired pain at the elbow therefore we walk to the dugout to take a break. Both the cool metal bench, that allows our muscles to rest from the strain they were just in, and the satisfying gulps of water, that relieve our mouths from the dryness inside, rejuvenate our bodies and prepare us for our next set of