High School Baseball Narrative

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“He ripped it! He ripped it! It’s all the way to the wall! This guy’s coming home! Jordan’s at second! Stop Jordan! Yeah!” My grandpa blared into his phone speaker.
On a warm day in the Summer of 2014, I geared up to play in my last baseball game ever. My high school baseball team had squeaked into its first playoff appearance in five years and we were set to play as the underdogs in the CIF playoffs against Ventura High School. After a hard fought game, we reached the top of the last inning and were down 1-0 with a man on second base and two outs. I proceeded to hit a double off the left field wall to tie the game. I had never achieved such an adrenaline rush in my entire life. That moment instantly became my favorite sports moment. We ended up losing the game, but later I had found out that my grandpa Denny had recorded my final at bat and had announced it to my dad who had missed the game because he had work. My grandpa’s voice is legendary, and maybe only the great Vin Scully’s voice surpasses his. That moment became even more special to me because my grandpa
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I had never been so far away from my family before, and I instantly missed my grandpa. I talked to him every other night about the Dodgers and Lakers. He gave me advice about school and even girls. One morning, I received a call from my dad, and I immediately knew something was up. He told me that my grandpa was diagnosed with Stage IV pancreatic cancer. My entire world was thrown upside down, and I couldn’t believe what I just heard. The time table for him to live could be a matter of months. I felt devastated that I was not there to help him fight his battle with cancer. I started looking though old photos and videos of him, until I stumbled upon the video of him announcing my last at bat. I teared up a little bit and realized that no matter what the circumstance was, his voice would live on forever. He would battle to the very

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