Personal Narrative-For The Love Of The Game

For The Love of the Game Have you ever wanted something in your life so much that it hurts? The simple thought of it sends butterflies through all through your stomach? I’m sure you have, everyone has this feeling once in their lifetime. Whether it was over a girl you knew in high school or something much simpler as your favorite pizza. For me it was bringing home that state championship trophy. My little league all-star teamed was feared all through Davenport. Everyone knew that Northwest Little League was the most star-studded team in the Quad City area. Winning baseball games had became a tradition for my team. We were like the New York Yankees of Davenport Little Leagues. Everyone hated us, wanted to be us, but no one could ever beat us. So it was no …show more content…
The previous year my team had made it through districts and eventually were crowned runner-up in state in a heartbreaking loss. This year we only had one goal, become state championships. After winning districts there is a two week period prior to the state tournament. In those two weeks my teammates and I were busy little baseball bees. I recall having 7 a.m practices, getting a break, and then having to be back at the diamond by 5 for another practice. I hated those 7 a.m practices. In the middle of July there never seemed to be a cloud in the sky to shield myself from the vicious heat of the sun. I can still taste the sweat as it rolled down my face and crept up on my lips. We weren’t allowed to wear sleeveless shirts so I had a farmer’s tan that would make any redneck proud. I also dwell upon having to play first base where the dirt was so hot that would feel as if my cleats were melting to my feet. Our field had taken so much punishment from our two-a-day practices that any minute the baseball could take a bad hop and “eat up” an infielder. However, all of the hard work, pain, sweat, and suffering paid off in the end, we were in the state championship game for a second year in a