Narrative Essay: Why Softball Is Important In My Life

From the smell of fresh cut grass to the chalked-up dirt, the softball field is a place I love to be. Softball has played a huge part in my life. I started playing at a very young age with my brother, who is one year younger than I am. My dad played baseball when he was younger, and he almost played for the Mexican Baseball Team, but he got injured right before tryouts so he couldn’t play. My dad first took my brother and I to a baseball game when I was two years old, it was probably the beginning to a new tradition. Every year my dad got season tickets, and we would all go as a family and enjoy a good Astros game. That’s when they became my favorite team. My dad started teaching us how to play as soon as we were old enough. He put my brother …show more content…
A field doesn’t care who you are or what you have done. It just wants you to play the game you love. And that was exactly what I planned to do for the rest of my life. I planned to play softball in college, and work my self up to the U.S.A. Team, but that dream ended my junior year of high school. I had many scouts looking at me, including my dream school, which was Baylor university. I was the main catcher of the varsity in my high school. I was the captain of the team, it felt amazing, the fact that my teammates chose me as the captain, it showed how much they truly appreciate me and trust they had on me. I didn’t plan on letting them down. The last game of the season was against our rivalry school. We hated that school, we hadn’t beat them in a softball game in so many years, every year we went to the playoffs we would loose to them. We hated them with such a passion, we just knew we had to win this year. The day of the game we were all excited, it was a very intense game. We kept going back and forward. People cheered louder and louder each inning. I felt the adrenaline rush through my veins, sweat coming down my face, the heat burning my face, and every one around screaming. It was down to the last inning, we were tied, and since we were home, we got to bat last. My teammate went up to bat, she swung the bat and missed, the ball went right under it, she swung the bat again and the ball went foul. Now she was 0-2, meaning if she got one more strike she was out. The pitcher to a big breath and pitcher, and man strike three, now there was one out. The next two batters went up and they both got singles. Now there was a player at first and second base. The fourth batter of the inning went up, she swung at the first pitch and hit the ball, it went up high, everyone gasped and got up, everything slowed down, we saw the ball go up and out into the outfield, we thought the ball was heading for the fence, but as the ball went up,