Everybody has there day

There I was in the ninth inning looking at the scoreboard twelve to four us. This cant be right im quietly thinking to myself. It felt like yesterday I was watching my brother jumping up and down after he won a national championship and here I am getting ready to do the same thing. “ This isn’t real, im dreaming”. First batter of the inning gets up with no worries on his face, like they had this game won. The pitch comes in and he hits a missile to center field, “that’s over his head” I say nervously and wait a minute he caught it.
One out.
Next guy gets up and first pitch comes in and he pops up. “ I got it” mike says.
Two outs.
As I stand at first base shaking a little I start to realize that I am one out away from being a national champion. “Hey two down guys” Brent says before Brady throws the next pitch.
Strike one.
the ump says. Next pitch is a foul back “your right on it” his coach says. Before that third pitch comes in I see all of our coaches and players on the bench rise up. Excitement in their eyes, and they all gather on the front step to get ready to storm the field. Before that pitch comes in I think about how amazing that feeling is going to be, my first DOG PILE. Never in a million years did I ever think of me being in a dog pile. Brady throws the pitch, it was like slow motion. The batter swings and wait a minute, he missed. I didn’t know what happened. I looked around and before I could think there all at the mound screaming at the top of there lugs “WE DID IT”

Word count: 302

Point: good things are worth waiting for

Everybody has there day

There I was in the ninth inning looking at the scoreboard twelve to four us. This cant be right im quietly thinking to myself. It felt like yesterday I was watching my brother jumping up and down after he won a national championship and here I am getting ready to do the same thing. “ This isn’t real, im dreaming”. First batter of the inning gets up with no worries on his face, like they had this game won. The pitch comes in and he hits a missile to center field, “that’s over his head” I say nervously and wait a minute he caught it. One out. Next guy gets up and first pitch comes in and he pops up. “ I got it” mike says. Two outs. I stand at first base starting to realize that I am one out away from being a national champion. “Hey two down guys” Brent says before Brady throws in the pitch. Strike one the ump says. Next pitch is a foul back “your right on it” his coach says. Before that third pitch comes in I see all of our coaches and players on the bench rise up. Excitement in their eyes, and they all gather on the front step to get ready to storm the field. Before that pitch comes in I quickly think about how amazing that feeling is going to be, my first dog pile ever. Never in a million years did I ever think about me being in a dog pile. Brady throws the pitch, it was like slow motion. The batter swings and wait a minute, he missed. I didn’t know what happened. I looked around and before I could think there all at the mound in a dog pile screaming at the top of there lungs “WE DID IT”

Word count: 303

Point: No matter what you do in life, everybody has there day

Keeping an eye on the little one

The skies were clear and blue as could be. The waves splashing on the shore, little kids making sand castles and people plotted everywhere. My first time at ocean city was adventuress. I was a little kid. I can remember it like it was yesterday. “Tyler lets go get our feet wet,” my sister yelled. “Alicia make sure you keep an eye on your brother” my mother said. As soon as I get the go ahead from my mom I sprint over to the ocean and my sister follows behind yelling, “hold up Tyler” while dodging everybody in her way. The closer I get the louder the waves splashing against each other are. Standing there our feet get wet and sink slowly into the sand. Five minutes later I look over to my sister and wait a minute she’s not there. I look around in panic. I knew that my parent’s umbrella was yellow, red, and white and if you looked at long enough it would make you dizzy. Sprinting around I look for that umbrella but every one I look at looks just like my parents. My heart beating faster and faster every minute with no sign of them. I keep on running around and still no sign. A couple suddenly stop me because they see that I cant find my parents and they try to help me. “My parents are gone forever,” I say. I cry none stop until I hear “son” it’s my parents. Three miles away they find me.

-The lesson is that you shouldn’t let little kids watch other little kids.

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The Best and Worst of times

I have to say my worst educational experience would have to have been going to middle school. Making that transition from elementary to middle school was really big for me. My first day of school while walking down the hall I stepped on some kids shoes and I received a sharp look and he told me he was going to “kick my ass”. I’ve never heard of getting in fights in school before and kids cussing at each other. It was the first time that everybody started to try to be something they were not or act different. It was the first time that I saw couples in school, making out and holding hands. It all hit me at once and I wasn’t ready for it at all.
One of my best experiences would have to be entering high school. I loved going to school everyday. I felt like I was important there and popular. I just had a really good time with my four years in high school. I did so much from homecomings to prom and baseball; even trying to find a college, it was a blast. I even met the girl of my dreams who opened me up and made me the person I am today. I met a lot of good people along the way there, friends and teachers and I know that they will always be there for me in the future.

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Hard work is my Belief

It seems like yesterday I was playing tee ball as a little kid saying how I wanted to play major league baseball when I got older. Most kids wanted to be a teacher, firefighter, and doctor, well I wanted to play professional baseball. When I turned ten I set my mind on working as hard as I can to making it as far as I could in baseball. If it didn’t work out then hopefully Ill get a college scholarship for baseball and get a good education from a good school. So ever since then I’ve been practicing almost everyday to get where I wanted to be. I’ve spent countless hours and long days working on my swing and throwing and running when I could have been doing other things instead, but I wanted it so badly.
I believe you will get what you want in life if you work hard enough for it. I have worked hard and it has payed off so far, I have played for some good baseball teams and traveled the nation and as of right now I have been able to get into a prestigious school. Some people I know say im lucky or had the right breaks but that’s not true at all. Its simply hard work, dedication and how badly you want it. There have been days where I wanted to give up. I would hit a wall and think all this work isn’t worth it, im not getting better. But I got through it. Your always going to have obstacles but the ones who succeed are the ones who get through them. I believe people that devote there time to something and work for it will get what they want when its all said and done.

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The Evil Empire

When you see this New York Yankees emblem you automatically think greatness. You think of the greatest baseball team and players to ever play the game. Going From Babe Ruth to Mickey Mantle and even greats today such as Derek Jeter and Alex Rodriquez. The Yankees to me represent baseball all together. When people hear the word baseball I’m sure probably near 90 percent think of the Yankees right away.

The New York Yankees franchise started in 1903. Through the years the Yankees have won 26 world series, the most of any team today by a long shot. The biggest name in baseball and maybe in sports Babe Ruth played for the ever so dominant Yankees.

This Yankee emblem that I chose to write about has such a history behind it. It is so much more then an N and Y. It represents greatness, respect, power, baseball in all. People can hate the Yankees but when it comes down to who is the best team in baseball and who has pretty much always been, people will always say the Yankees. It will always be this way because they over and over again prove their selves, year after year. From personal experience I have never liked the Yankees but they sure do have my respect. I know there the best but I hate admitting that. When I see that N and Y overlapping on somebody’s hat or shirt I think of the greatest baseball team to ever play.

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The Evil Empire

When you see this New York Yankees emblem you automatically think greatness. You think of the greatest baseball team and players to ever play the game. Going From Babe Ruth to Mickey Mantle and even greats today such as Derek Jeter and Alex Rodriquez. The Yankees to me represent baseball all together. When people hear the word baseball I’m sure probably near 90 percent think of the Yankees right away.

The New York Yankees franchise started in 1903, were first known as the New York Highlanders until 1913 when they become who we know of them today as the New York Yankees. Through the years the Yankees have won 26 world series, the most of any team today by a long shot. The biggest name in baseball and maybe in sports Babe Ruth played for the ever so dominant Yankees. The Yankees are also in the biggest rival in sports with the red sox. There isn't any other sport or game that I would watch then Yankees and Red Sox, when they play each other it really is do or die. They play their hearts out.

This Yankee emblem that I chose to write about has such a history behind it. It is so much more then an N and Y. It represents greatness, respect, power, baseball in all. People can hate the Yankees but when it comes down to who is the best team in baseball and who has pretty much always been, people will always say the Yankees. It will always be this way because they over and over again prove their selves, year after year. From personal experience I have never liked the Yankees but they sure do have my respect. I know there the best but I hate admitting that. When I see that N and Y overlapping on somebody’s hat or shirt I think of the greatest baseball team to ever play the game.

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