Personal Narrative: The District Championship Game In Rancho Cucamonga

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“Girls, on the fence,” our coach hollered. “I do not care if it is your favorite pitch right down the middle, don’t swing. Don’t swing until you have a strike.” It was the seventh and final inning of the District Championship game in Rancho Cucamonga. We, meaning Glendora, were down eleven to eight in the bottom of the inning against Chino Hills. Bottom of the lineup, Alicia goes up to bat, swings at the first pitch, and hits a weak ball to the pitcher. “Ladies,” coach Ron said. “I told you guys not to swing.” Top of the lineup now, Jackie’s up, then me, then Ashley. We have a chance. One out, no runners on, Jackie bunts and is called safe at first. My turn. Shaking and feeling like I’m gonna barf, I walk up to the plate. Six pitches

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