Personal Narrative: The Travel Baseball Team

It was springtime during the year of 2012, I was just about to start my summer. I was looking on the internet for sports to do in Kaneland, because I wanted to compete at a higher level. But I was not always comfortable with playing on a travel baseball team, but I knew this could be a great opportunity for me, so I took a risk and after all it, payed off. I asked “Dad would you think I would be able to compete and play on the travel baseball team” He smiled “Yes, but one thing I learned when I was young and playing baseball is; it is a game of mistakes, and the only way you can succeed is if you practice over and over to improve.” My dad was very excited that I would start playing travel baseball, but I on the other hand was nervous. I looked back on the website and …show more content…
I only have 4 days to practice my skills for the tryout!” My dad suggested that I should start practicing now, and I surely agreed with him. As I walked outside, It was a nice breezy day with crisp air, I thought “ Wow this is a perfect day to practice.” My dad agreed. We started to work on hitting and pitching skills. I did that for the next five days, and in an instance it was the day of the tryout, the baseball was calling my name. My dad overloaded with happiness no matter how it went down and said “ Do your best, and have some fun” The tryout held plenty of nerves but as I went to pitch I was calmed down and ready to go. When the first pitch hit the glove it was like a rock hitting leather, as the mitt slammed shut. The coach said “Nice pitch” and right then and there I knew I was cut out for this, I could see and feel myself being on this travel team. Throughout the rest of the tryout I felt as calm and composed as someone sitting down and reading a book. After tryouts were over, I thanked the staff who ran the tryout. Now I had to wait and see my results, it would take a week at the most. As I was driving home with my dad he thought I did a great job and he had faith in