In my four years of high school, I’ve had ups and downs. I’ve had many obstacles in my way and negativity as well. But I have never let them bring me down. I always find a way to get back on track and do better than I did before. Sometimes it doesn’t matter how great you are but the effort you put in to get back up. The progress you show to be on top is very important for everything such as in school, sports and even jobs. So when I am given the question that if progress is always good, ofcourse it is. In life you always want to progress. Given the question aboout progressing I automaticaly thought about baseball. I am constantly pushing myself to do better in baseball. It’s a sport that I love and enjoy playing. There’s never a time that I don’t want to go on that field and give it my all. Since a little kid I’ve been playing baseball. Baseball was always there for me when I was upset, angry or happy. Baseball was my bestfriend, something that I could always count on. The love for baseball pushed me to be on the field day and night instead of being on the streets. Being on that field, hitting a homerun with my bat eased my mind and brought happiness to myself. …show more content…
They told me I wasn’t good enough. I couldn’t be better than him. I could never start. I could not make the varsity team. All these negative comments brought me down to the point where I considered quitting baseball. But I had little hope of making the varsity team that spring of my sophmore year. That little hope that I had turned into going to the batting cages everyday, joining an off season baseball team and running four miles every night to be better than I was. I wanted to prove everyone who doubted me wrong. I wanted them to see my progress. I wanted to catch the head coach of the baseball varsity team’s eye. I wanted to see my name on the varsity
As I look back on my life, I can see how a lot of certain events have shaped my life. Where it They helped me become more independent, have some of the greatest accomplishments, and understand the importance of living your own life.
It was the beginning of a new softball season, and I couldn't wait to get out there with my team. At our first practice I remember feeling back at home on the field. Just when I thought this was going to be our teams best season, my parents moved me to a private school. Leaving what I was familiar with was not an easy task, and deciding if I would continue my passion of softball with a different team was even more difficult.
My small, sweaty palms griped the cold fence as I looked on nervously at my brother’s baseball game. I was waiting for the final out of the game so that I could run onto the field and around the bases as I did after every game. As a young child, my parents were always searching for something to keep me entertained. I was a bubbly child with an endless amount of energy. Being that I was the only girl amongst four boys, I was always electrified in their presence. I wanted to be involved in all their wrestling, running and playing. Being the type of child who loved to play, I would stay outside until I was forced to come in. I would run along the dimly lit street, making up my own games and making new friends. Even when I got older, my energy did not fade. At
During the late nineteenth and early twentieth century, Major League Baseball, much like the majority of other American institutions, was racially segregated. A color barrier was implemented during baseball’s infancy in order to separate people of different race to cater to the white American players. The color barrier was an unofficial “rule” that hindered those with dark skin from playing baseball for Major League teams. The color barrier was enforced by preventing any teams with a colored player from competing at the professional level. Many team owners, umpires, and players justified their opposition to allowing blacks to play by declaring that only whites could uphold the "gentlemanly character" of professional baseball. Others argued that excluding blacks would prevent future racial resentment between the ethnicities, as players of different races would be competing for the same job opportunities.
Growing up, I have always had a passion for baseball. To me, it is much more than just a sport. There have been times when it has acted as an escape from many problems in my life, as I feel that when I am on the diamond, nothing can hurt me. I am aware that many people feel this way about the sport they love, but sadly their careers often come to an abrupt end due to injury. I have a personal connection to this experience. The summer before my fourth grade year I was attending a basketball camp at Davidson College, when in the final seconds of a scrimmage game, my ankle was kicked out from under me. I immediately fell to the ground in pain as my ankle rolled over on itself. Coaches aided me in limping off of the court and to the training room
Baseball has been in my life since I was a little boy. I've been playing since I could walk and haven't missed a season yet. I've been to many minor league games that are not professional but players in these leagues can become professional over time. I feel as if I am very capable of going far with it. I'd like to play all the way throughout college and hope I get noticed by a scout. Once I'm done with college if I haven't been drafted into the MLB then I'd probably try to play for the minor leagues in hopes of being noticed there. Ultimately my dream is to be drafted into the MLB and play professional baseball.
According to NCAA research, only 9.7% of college baseball players make the transition from college to the pros (“Estimated Probability”). The Huffington Post reports that about 1 in every 200 high school seniors who play baseball will eventually be drafted into the MLB (“How Hard Is It to Make It to the MLB?”). These numbers show how hard it is to make the pros. In order to become a successful baseball player, a person needs to know the steps to becoming a professional, understand how to find purpose in the organization, and picture what real success in general looks like, so that dreams can become realities.
With about 83 players currently to in the MLB, 682 players since 1950, and so far 2 players in the Hall of Fame with much more to get inducted, it’s clear that the Dominican Republic dominates the game of baseball. In the Dominican Republic, baseball is the country’s pastime and official sport. Baseball doesn’t discriminate, regardless of gender, race, and economic status. In my personal view, baseball runs in the blood and embedded in the genetic coding of Dominicans. As a person whose mother and father are Dominican and born and raised in Miami, there seems to be little to nothing that connects me to their culture. Nonetheless, this Miami-born Dominican- American is proud to say that the sport I love the most can connect me to the Dominican
My dad would always tell me it’s not good to play video games, because they cannot help you, but baseball can help you succeed in life. This really changed my view on what baseball potentially has. I became more dedicated and committed to the sport, Baseball. I never played any other sport, and I started progressively doing more baseball each year. I have tried extremely hard to keep playing baseball, because it will come to an end at some point, but hopefully it will be later in my life instead of sooner.
A travel of over 3000 miles for some, a 210 mile drive for me, just to arrive at the biggest gathering of over 1,500 twelve year olds; all just to play baseball. The only place that would be suitable for such an event is Cooperstown Dream Parks, every baseball players heaven. Cars have come to Cooperstown from everywhere for this week long tournament. I met children my age from all over the United states. I became friends with kids from Ohio, Illinois, California, I even met a player from Puerto Rico who barely spoke any english. The windows of everyone 's car decorated with the names and numbers of teams and players. Excited baseball teams spill from their Barracks and hustle toward the already crowded seating area. Festive music played over
“It’s a long drive, Deep to center, The centerfielder is back, Way back, At the wall...It bounces off the wall. One Run is in the second is being waved around third, There’s going to be a play at the plate. The relay, The throw, He slides...” If that didn’t get your blood pumping than I don’t know what will. Baseball is filled with intensity and adrenaline. That is just one reason why baseball is a lot better than all other sports.
I decided that I wanted to play a sport, I chose volleyball. Most of my friends played the sport so it wasn't hard for me to adjust and make new friends. Becoming a student athlete was a big adjustment for me, I could no longer float through my classes but I need to excel. And that's exactly what I did. For the first time in my high school career I made not only honor roll, but principal’s honor roll. For the first time my mom was proud of my report card, that made me even more proud. From then on I knew I wanted nothing less than what I earned, good grades and a proud family. From my decision to chose to become a student athlete not only make me work harder but, be great at everything I put my mind to. I had motivation to stay successful, to stay eligible. Three years ago if you were to ask me where I thought I would be my senior year, I probably would have told you low level classes barely making it by. Now here I am today excelling in my education preparing to take the next step in my future, college. Even if we don’t understand why we go through them, we have to be willing to let our obstacles become out
One diamond, four plates, nine players, a sweaty uniform, cleats, a bat, and a ball are the only things I’ve dreamt of since my first baseball practice when I was three years old. I remember the way it felt to smack the ball off of the tee and have everyone in the stands cheer and scream for me as I ran for first base as fast as I could and never wanting to leave the field even after it had gotten dark outside and all the field lights had been shut off. Baseball has been all I’ve ever wanted to do with my life from the very beginning. I can’t imagine doing anything other than eating, sleeping, and breathing the game of baseball. So when people ask me, “What are your plans after high school?” all I’ve ever known myself to say back was, “I’m not sure but it 'll have something to do with baseball.” With this being said, I have decided to be a baseball coach so I can pass down the knowledge I have for the game I love so much to people younger than me that love it just the same as I have and still do.
Why is baseball the highest paid sport? Baseball, the sport with no clock, is filled with spare time and not simply the time wasting periods between innings, pitching changes and even pitches, but also before and after games. The season is 162 games not including the 30 plus spring training games and the postseason. But it’s not unusual for coaches to show up seven hours before night games and players to arrive five hours before the first pitch. And that’s not a lot for being in a big sport.
A hobby I've held onto and cherished for a very long time was playing baseball. The sport was introduced to me by my father through the movie The Sandlot. The sport ended up holding a more significant meaning to me after I learned that both my Father and Grandfather played in their high school years. For me, Baseball laid down the foundation for my future and has been a positive force in my development since I was young.