Narrative Essay On Softball Practice

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My first select softball practice

When we were doing our first warm-ups together as a team,only three girls were hydrated enough to be out there cause for most of us this is our first year in class A softball.For me this is my first year in select ever.The blazing hot violent sun beating down on us from 2 a.m through 4 p.m.Coach Dough,Jen,Brian,and coach Nolan were not slowing down for water breaks or little breaks. After the long hot practice,I thought we were over,but no not with them.Oh course we had to do core workouts.But when we were in the session,coach Nolan was explaining,”That this is how you develop as a player,this is how you find out if you can dig down deep,and find your rhythm.In long hot tournaments on

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