The parents of Westside High School senior, Chris Browning, were killed in a tragic car accident right outside of Savannah, Georgia when he was 8 years old. He now resides with Alan and Melissa Smith, who adopted Chris after a few short months after the accident. He also has a step brother Jacob (18 years old). Chris excels in baseball, as well as in the classroom. Chris grew up in a house where he did not feel so welcomed by his step brother, Jacob.…
As the game starts, everyone takes their positions. Before the first pitch of the game, I glance over at the second baseman. We both nod,…
The crowd took a deep breath; the excitement and anticipation were tangibles. The whole season came down to one pitch – one pitch. The count was full – 3 balls and 2 strikes. The nervous energy vibrated through the stands, the dugouts, and the field – everywhere but in the box. Wyatt sifted his feet in the box, and drew the bat back, and eyed the pitcher . . .…
UD: Coach Sonora comes into the game scoring an average of nearly 49 points per game. What is the biggest difference between Sonora’s offense this year as opposed to years past? DC: The thing that I see differently offensively from them is they are more well-rounded than they have been in the past. There is not one, two, three guys this year.…
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.”…
Sweat started dripping from my head, I was really nervous. Not only were my hands shaking, but my arm was sore from all the practices I have had. “Push through the pain”, I told myself as I started warming up. Ignoring how fast my heart was beating and how sore my arm was, I started walking towards the pitcher’s position. As I started getting, I could feel all eyes on me.…
The game begins, first pitch “strike one” yells the umpire. The crowed starts cheering and my energy level starts to rise higher, I can feel the energy start to take over my legs. The crowd keeps cheering, I jump out of my seat and run over to the dugout to speak the coach. Coach “number 8 is the girl that hits deep to right field but, swings at high pitches”. The coach sends the signal to the pitcher “Strike two” yells the umpire.…
Excitement builds up inside of me as my family and I make the trek to enter the baseball…
My first game is just around the corner. I am at baseball practice in the batting cages with my brother, Nick. We are both wearing our baseball helmets.. “Pitching to you is my favorite,” Nick sarcastically said to me.…
Chances are high that more people have been faced by a trial, not the kind in court, but the kind where they are competing to show prowess in something. If they have succeeded in the trial they have felt accomplished or if you failed you just stay angry for a little bit at first and then you just think what you could of done or done better. Better yet, you failed even though you (thought) you did everything perfect or at least 95% right and you’re just waiting on the verdict like “man, I’ve got this one in the history books 100% and there’s no way I could've failed.”…
It’s in the bottom of the seventh; your team is down by one, bases loaded. Your team is in the meat of the lineup, and you're up next. As you step out of the dugout, you take a deep breath, and you can smell the fresh popcorn and grilled burgers. You can feel the tension from both teams, each earnestly wanting to take the win home. You’re slowly making your way up to the plate, and you're hearing the faint cheers from the fans.…
Just stepping on to it felt right. My biggest stage to play, and I had my self a good day of baseball, I took advantage of the field and went as hard as I could. Waking up in the hotel at around 6 am to a text from my coach, it read “Chayton you’re pitching today. I need a win so do whatever…
The day was hot! It was the middle of July in Texas after all and the time was about 4:00pm almost the hottest part of the day, and although, it was in the mid-90s, the humidity made it feel like it was in the upper 100s. There was a nice breeze coming off of the bay which kind of made the weather bearable. However, the weather could not hold our excitement down or make us feel miserable because we were attending our very first baseball game. It was Americas past time and we could see why.…
So the coach knowing i have pitched before had him switch out with me. It was my turn to pitch, and i did good. The rest of the game only hit was made wial i was pitching and i struck everyone out. I then was our best picher. The next 10-12 games i continued to strike everyone out.…
In my life, nothing has taught me more about life than the game of baseball. When you play a game that is about winning and losing since early childhood, you will be able to handle the winning and losing of life a lot easier. Losing always make players dream of what it would be like to win a championship and be the best at there game. I experienced the ups and down’s of this game all to well, and wouldn’t be that person I am today without it.…