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The Sofball Game

Article posted December 12, 2011 at 03:08 PM GMT • comment (1) • Reads 360

Brr! I woke up and I was freezing! It was like 52 degrees in my room! Then I looked at my window: OPEN! I felt like I was lying in a pile of snow!! I was so cold! I got out of my bed, and I walked out my front door. I wanted to see the temperature. It was 41 degrees. The wind was blowing, and all the leaves were falling off trees! I could tell this was going to be one of the coldest softball games I’d ever played in. :( How would you feel if you had a game on this kind of day? Before I could even turn my body around, my mom was rushing into my bedroom. “Get up! You know you have a game at 9:00 today!” My mom whispered I was thinking are you crazy?! I am NOT getting up this early in the morning! So I replied, “NO, leave me alone. I am NOT getting up for a stupid softball game!!” I moaned, half sleeping. I know softball is a really awesome sport, but who was to get up this early in the morning to play!? I got out of bed, and slowly put on my clothes. My mom packed the snacks for the double header softball game, and we got ready to go. My mom was finishing up putting on her makeup when she said, “Are you ready to play?” I responded, “Yes, now let’s GO already!” We got in the car and drove to Central School for my game. I unpacked the car, grabbed my bag and ran to my team. When I got there, we needed to stretch so we didn’t get hurt during the game. First we did arm claps. Then we twisted our ankles in circles and much more related stretches. I noticed the other team. They looked scary, but we knew we could try and beat them. There were a lot of people in the stands and most of them were from my team. The game started. My friend Nicolette was pitching. We made three outs easily, 1-2-3. Then we were up. We were cheering: “Gianna is a friend of mine, RIP, RIP, RIP!” And Gianna got a base hit out down the first base line. Masana and Zoe came running in to home plate. The score was now 2 – 0, Wildcats were winning. We grabbed our mitts and ran out to the field. The other team hit a line drive to Sara and she caught it! We had two outs and the other team got one run from a base hit. By the middle of the game the score was now 9 – 3, Wildcats (us) were winning. I was in the field pitching, and my hands were getting all sweaty. I was sweating even more than I usually do. I had a lot of pressure on me, and I wasn’t doing well. My coach, David, came out to the pitcher’s mound and tried to make me more comfortable, but I needed a rest. He put my friend Zoe in to pitch, and she was doing great! I was so relived because I wouldn’t have done as well as she did. My teammates were batting and this was the order. • Mackenzie • Masana • Gianna • Nicolette • Tava • Naomi • Shane • Sylvie • Zoe • Julia • Anna • Pamila BOOM! It was my turn to bat. I choked up. I got ready. I took a practice swing. I hit a tremendous triple to the outfield! My team was cheering as loud as they could cheer! I did it! I was really proud of myself because before that, my swing was all messed up. My mom had said to me, “YOU CAN DO IT!” Gianna hit a fabulous fly ball, and Julia hit a great grounder. I was really proud of my team. My coaches gave me the ball of the game because of my hit. I was really bummed that my swing was messed up but in three weeks BOOM! the bat cracked the ball all the way to the fence and my team was roaring on the benches. That was the winning hit of the game!:) GO WILDCATS!

Article posted December 12, 2011 at 03:08 PM GMT • comment (1) • Reads 360



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