Personal Narrative-3-0, Giants

There were 2 minutes and 30 seconds left in the game. Bases were loaded, and there were 2 outs. I was at the plate. We had played our hardest, but we knew it was all over. I was the Dodgers’ last hope of ever making it to the World Series. We were up against the Giants. Literally. We were all 8-10 year olds, and they were like 13. I had absolutely no chance. The score was 3-0, Giants. I was the little girl amongst boys. As I finally built up the courage to step into the box, that’s when I heard it. The pitcher made the biggest mistake anyone could have made at that moment. He said, “Girls can’t hit. They’re stupid.”

I felt the anger build up inside me, as I confidently glared at the pitcher. ‘Not this time’ I thought. ‘Not this time’. The