Baseball
Baseball has always been one of my favorite sports, and it will always be the longest sport I’ve played. A total of 9 years in Khoury league and 2 years in high school, so all in all I have been playing this sport almost all my life.
I started baseball with the Red Bud T-ball team, the team had a count of 15 people including me and excluding the coaches. Those 15 kids playing on that team became some of my bestest friends and greatest teammates to have. Most of them ended up being with me until we couldn't play khoury league anymore, and then only about 3 or 5 of them played school ball with me. But it was funny because all my teammates always made fun of me being a pitcher because of what happened my very first game. I was out …show more content…
Thanks to me and my buddy Jared Potts, we had the best outfield record in the whole Khoury league area. I played center because I was the one who would run from left field to catch the ball over in right field because we had that one guy who really didn’t care about the game. Most of the time my coach would have me pitching, to him I was known as a secret weapon. I was the only lefty on the team and I actually liked it because I got to pitch a whole lot more, and I just liked the nickname secret …show more content…
We had been planning on going to this old abandoned house for some time, and now we were finally going to see if it was truly haunted or not. Well, as we walked I had noticed a blueish, greenish, truck driving down the silent back road. We really didn’t pay much attention until it started to get creepy and the truck started following us. By the time we had noticed we were already close to the house and we decided to dart into the woods, to a tree that we could climb and see what was going from. Our hearts were pounding from the anxiety, and I had noticed both of us had our hands clenched around our pocket knives that were probably a little too big to be carrying around in public. We had finally gotten to the tree and we watched as the truck drove down the dusty dirt road to the old house, but then it stopped and sat for a while and then turned around and
Baseball has always been one of my favorite sports, and it will always be the longest sport I’ve played. A total of 9 years in Khoury league and 2 years in high school, so all in all I have been playing this sport almost all my life.
I started baseball with the Red Bud T-ball team, the team had a count of 15 people including me and excluding the coaches. Those 15 kids playing on that team became some of my bestest friends and greatest teammates to have. Most of them ended up being with me until we couldn't play khoury league anymore, and then only about 3 or 5 of them played school ball with me. But it was funny because all my teammates always made fun of me being a pitcher because of what happened my very first game. I was out …show more content…
Thanks to me and my buddy Jared Potts, we had the best outfield record in the whole Khoury league area. I played center because I was the one who would run from left field to catch the ball over in right field because we had that one guy who really didn’t care about the game. Most of the time my coach would have me pitching, to him I was known as a secret weapon. I was the only lefty on the team and I actually liked it because I got to pitch a whole lot more, and I just liked the nickname secret …show more content…
We had been planning on going to this old abandoned house for some time, and now we were finally going to see if it was truly haunted or not. Well, as we walked I had noticed a blueish, greenish, truck driving down the silent back road. We really didn’t pay much attention until it started to get creepy and the truck started following us. By the time we had noticed we were already close to the house and we decided to dart into the woods, to a tree that we could climb and see what was going from. Our hearts were pounding from the anxiety, and I had noticed both of us had our hands clenched around our pocket knives that were probably a little too big to be carrying around in public. We had finally gotten to the tree and we watched as the truck drove down the dusty dirt road to the old house, but then it stopped and sat for a while and then turned around and