When I was eight years old my farther enrolled me to play little league baseball at the Sports Complex. At the time I had never played a sport and I was very intimidated to try it out. I did not want to go to my fist game but my dad told me, “try it out, if you don’t like it you can find something else to do.” So I went fourth and played the game, to my surprise I was really good at playing the game. So from that day on I had a passion to play baseball. Through out my high school years I was involved in many baseball organizations and played baseball for my local high school. I enjoyed traveling with my teammates to different cities to play baseball. It was always an adrenaline rush stepping on to the baseball field because I knew I was playing ball with such great teammates and doing what I like to do. Though out the years baseball became an important aspect to my life. My dream was to master high school baseball and go into college division baseball. Things started to change my sophomore year when my desktop computer broke all of a sudden. I was very clueless to what happen to my desktop computer. So I took my computer to a local computer repair shop and they told me the power supply failed in the computer. The computer repair shop told me that it will cost eighty dollars to fix my computer. At that time, I didn’t have that kind of money to fix it so I decided I was going to take …show more content…
In the class I learned networking, trouble shooting skills and how network appliances work. To my amazement throughout the course I was getting a good understanding about the course material. Towards the end of my Junior year we as students were allowed to take a nation wide certification certifying us to work in I T networking. I decided to take the challenge and I passed the exam. I got the highest exam score in my class and I got my Comp Tia Network+ certification finishing off the
when I was ten years old I lost my grandpa, it was a very bad experience for me but it made me stronger. I remember when he taught me how to catch a baseball, ride a bike, mow the lawn and a lot of other things that I will forever cherish in my heart. the memory I will never forget though is when he taught me everything I needed to know about baseball. we would always go outside together and he would do certain agilities with me to build my stamina, teach me how to catch a pop-fly and he would work on pitching with me which is actually one of my main position that I play today. baseball was a big part of my grandpas life and he always wanted me to play In the major leagues. once he passed away my motives for playing in the major leagues increased.
When I went to a Mariners baseball game a while ago I met Felix and he asked me if I played baseball. I said yes. Then he asked me what position I played and I said pitcher. He told me never to give up because when he was little he wanted to go to the MLB. That was when I realized I wanted to play in the MLB.
I have played baseball since I was 3 years old. Since I have played the sport for so long I have had many ups and downs. Every young baseball players dream is to play varsity baseball when they get to high school. One of the best things that has ever happened to me was starting varsity my freshmen year of high school. Coming from a school that has 200 kids per-grade playing time in sports is very competitive. Working my way to get that starting position was a
The sport that can catch my eye as fast as light is soccer. Soccer is basically what I do during the weekends and some weekdays. I have dedicated nine years into this sport and it has been what has carried me through life.. Soccer to me is like the beach to others. Anytime they can they’ll try to get out and go to the beach and enjoy themselves. Whenever I have an opportunity too I’ll go outside as fast as I can and play my heart out. Soccer has gotten me through the best and worst times of my life and I would not be the person I am today without it. People may describe this sport as two teams running back and forth for a ball, but the way I see it is completely different. I see the different set ups and plays people are going to do. I see
It was an eventful summer, or you could say a summer with one major event. July sixteenth in particular was that one day that stood out bolder than the rest. It has been over a decade since the time I started investing my summers with sports practices and games. Each year, I took it up a notch. I didn’t really know how I felt about sports. When I was younger, I continually nurtured my skills for a future I didn't even see. Much like how I used to always read. The vocabulary, grammar, and structure I gained knowledge from reading didn't seem to matter back then. Until sixth grade, I really didn’t have a spark that motivated me to do anything. I believe the exact phrase my friend Emily said was, “I will teepee your house every single night until you decide to try out for Citadel.” This Citadel travel soccer team is what gave me better sense of who I was.
Softball was my main sport, but I did everything else until it was time to play softball. I fell in love with softball at an early age. I would play every summer or I was asked to play which helped me travel all over the place and meet new friends. Each year I played my love for the sport grew more and more. I played on multiple teams throughout the summer. Playing with one of my teams I gained the advantage to visit Santé Fe, New Mexico two years in a row to play softball. When I reached 8th grade I was excited about playing for the high school softball team until I figured out how it really was. Although I was not happy about having to sit on the bench, but I understood that I had to earn the privilege to play, and that the upperclassman were more seasoned.
Helping others has always been a passion of mine. Specifically, I love to participate in the West University Challenger Baseball program – where athletes help mentally disabled students play baseball. After six years of participating in the organization, I was promoted to be a senior buddy. This new leadership role allowed me to be a part of many new experiences. One of the responsibilities that came with my new position was to teach the new buddies, the volunteers, how to properly keep the players safe. I made sure the buddies knew what to do when their challenger player went up to hit, and how to properly keep them safe while playing defense. After I instructed the buddies on the rules, I would help supervise the games. During the games I would watch and
For 3 years I had played baseball I was 9 years old, it was May 14, 2012, also known as my birthday the air was humid from the storm the night before. Sitting in the dugout eating salty sunflower seeds, I am imagining what I will do when I get up to the plate the clash of the bat on the ball, running as fast as I can first base second base third base home I snap back into reality when the person before me grabs his equipment and goes to the plate.
I played a lot of sports growing up, but my main focus was soccer. My mother had put me in soccer when I was around three because I had too much energy, and I don't think she thought soccer was going to be such a big part of my life. I was never really a shy person growing up and I think soccer was a big part of that because I was always around a lot of other people. Also through soccer I had also learned what it meant to be a part of a team and learned how to communicate and work with others. I played soccer in a club league and I also played in middle school and high school. During my club season I had met a lot of girls who were worried about college recruitment. I had never really thought about playing college soccer before until this point.
Growing up, the face of my refrigerator told a story. It was covered in sports pictures, drawings, and good report cards. It was the who’s- who of the house with detailed information about upcoming soccer tryouts, reminders of the early-out on Wednesday, and a checklist of items to grab at the grocery store. Most importantly, were the hand drawn masterpieces that hung from sparkly magnets.
Most people do not discover their passion when they are only four years old but I did. When I was four I played Baseball and I really liked it. I knew that it is the sport I wanted to play for a long time. When I am playing baseball it helps me get away from regular life. I forget about the hours of homework that I have to do, How bored I was today during school, and all the other craziness in my life because during that game all I care about is baseball. It helps me get away from all the negatives in life.
Chris stared blankly out the window of her dad’s car. She had been driving all afternoon and her legs were beginning to cramp up, but she knew it would all be worth it soon. She was going to see her favorite baseball player ever, Bryce Harper. Chris had admired Bryce from the moment she got hooked on baseball, ever since that day she never missed a National’s game. How could she? The team was extraordinary, not just Bryce, but all the other players too.
Looking into the sky, mesmerized by the sun, clouds, and birds flying above. Looking down at grass stained shoes containing aching feet. Feeling the unbearable heat from the sun angrily asking myself, “Why are we wearing long sleeves and pants in the middle of summer?” Then I hear it, the rare noise that contributes to the small percentage of action over the course of a few hours. The ding of a metal bat making contact with a highly elastic ball. The ball soars to left field. I watch the left fielder fumble with the ball and struggle to get it to second base. The runner is safe and the ball returns to the calloused hands of the only player who gets sufficient game interaction, the pitcher. I am back to staring at the sky, shoes, and grass, becoming frustrated with the heat and the inactivity of this national pastime called baseball. Along with most common ball sports, I had participated and enjoyed the social interactions yet they never clicked with me. They all appeared boring and inactive. Maybe it was my impatience or ADD. The only activities that grasped my attention and provided me with enough entertainment were
My first crush is and forever will be baseball. I have loved baseball since I first met the game. I started playing when I was in fourth grade. Baseball has always made me happy and makes my heart race. It is an amazing game and is so much fun to play. There is always an adrenaline rush when playing the game. If your team is doing well, everyone is always happy and excited, often times scoring runs and they will make amazing plays. But just as easy to be up by adrenaline you can have your heart broken by something as simple as a strikeout or error on the field. The great game of baseball can also result in heartache, sometimes there is the inability to play the game. Games can be cancelled due to weather, or the inability to get clearance by your doctor can result in disappointment. While my doctor would not sign off for me to play in high school, I still have hope, after further testing my follow up appointment will be before the high school season starts.
I will never forget the day where something as simple as basketball saved my life. It was February 4, 2014; it was the worst day of my life. My brother from another mother was gone faster than the brain could process.