Pool Play Narrative

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I have been playing all morning. The battle for the rings softball tournament. All morning I have been playing at 3rd base. I'm the starting 3rd baseman. At 3rd you have to think because you do a lot and I think what's happening in the game. Sometimes I think too much, when I get in my head I tense up. I always do it. I play well at 3rd, I have made some well plays. One time we were playing this one team and they are known for being tricky. There was no one on base and our pitcher walked someone. She was running to first base then sprinted to second. Hardly anyone was paying attention to her. I was watching her though, when she took off I screamed, "She's going." Our pitcher threw the ball and the runner was out. I and one other were the ones yelling, we were paying attention which got us an out. Another time recently, we were in bracket play. The night before it had rained all …show more content…
I ran up, the ball was I from of me, I grabbed it threw it to first and the batter was out. I did my job and I got the batter out. When I'm batting it can be amazing. It was during pool play, we were ahead 6-2. We have been doing great, our fielding was amazing and we were getting on base. The bases were loaded, two of the runners on the base were some of the fastest on the team. I was up to bat, the first one was a strike then a ball. I was at full count 3 balls and 2 strikes. I come back to home plate, the pitcher pitches it. It's high, and closer to the outside. I swing the bat, boom! I hit the ball and it's soaring to right field, she tries to get under it but it's too far back and she can't get it. My coach is sending me to second I run to third. They get the ball back in the center circle, I'm stuck at 3rd. All of the runners made it to home now the score is 9-2. I relaxed, and I did my best, and I had fun at the games. And I was wanting to stay out a little

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