Personal Narrative: My Life As A College Athlete

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I have played baseball ever since I was a young kid, but somehow, at seventeen I still had numerous struggles with it. You would think after my grandpa being drafted to the Pittsburgh Pirates, a Major League baseball team, and my dad getting a full ride to the University of Denver their skill would have rubbed off on me, but you would be wrong. I wasn't terrible, I could hit a 90 mile per hour fastball and I could, for the most part, field a ground ball. However, I was definitely not about to be scouted by the college scouts. The team I played for last summer, the Mead High School legion team, was a group of pretty talented guys. Most of my teammates were above average players and it was honestly really hard to try and compare to them. I had to put in a lot of hard work to be able to even think of comparing myself to them. We ended up flying through the first round of our playoffs, with only a single game standing between us and the semifinals. Of course, the game came down he the final inning, Mead has two outs and runners …show more content…
Not one of the guys seemed to be mad at me after all, I had just lost one of our biggest games of the season and they had to be irritated that we didn't make it to the semifinals. I didn't fully understand why no one was mad at me until we broke up into teams for our wiffle-ball game. I had lost sight of what the big picture was, it wasn't all about winning the championship or pulling off an unbelievable come-from behind win that sent us to the semifinals. We played in this summer league because we were a group of guys who loved to play the game of baseball. I didn't need a trophy or a ring to show off to have fun playing the game of baseball that has been with me from a very young age. I think failing to get a hit and striking out, believe it or not, helped me realize all of

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