Breaking my nose playing baseball is my worst memory of ever playing the sport. It hurt like nothing I’ve ever felt before, and I didn’t even know what happened. At first, I had no clue what had happened. When I was ten, I signed up to play for my first select baseball team. They were from Waterloo and called the Blue Diamonds. I was only okay with playing for them because my friend Sam played with me. They had the tryouts in August, and we both made the team. We were a pretty good team and we had multiple wins. Towards the end of the season, we played Red Bud. They weren’t any good, and we were winning by three. In the fifth, I had gotten walked on four straight balls and stole my way to third. Coach Seeders gave me the go ahead to steal
