Personal Narrative: How Baseball Changed My Life

Every little boy dreams of having the bases loaded, in the bottom of the ninth, with a 3-2 count, and in the World Series feeling. For me baseball is a lifestyle. I have had such a long history with baseball sometimes I call it my best friend. I started playing this beautiful game of baseball at a very young age, and at that age I gave baseball the respect it deserves, from that point forward I knew that this would be the thing that would impact me the most. I started playing baseball at three years old. Our coaches called it rag ball, but my teammates and I called it fun we would run around he bases hoping that we would not get called out. Every time that we would hit the ball we would run as fast as we could occasionally, one of the kids would run the wrong way, and all the parents would

Baseball became more of a test instead of just fun. Coaches were more demanding of their players, they wanted their work ethic and their attitude directed towards the game. My dad was my coach up until I was twelve years old, and after he stopped coaching me I knew there was no more daddy ball. I started to play for teams that were not from Carthage or Beckville. I played with kids that I had never played with before and it opened up new experiences and it taught me to open up to new people and make new friends. I entered high school with a small target on my back. The baseball coach was new there and I was new to the high school, so neither of us knew what to expect from each other. This taught me to adjust to my surroundings and to adapt to the players and coaches around me despite our differences. Baseball is something I hope I have a future in. I need to receive a scholarship into a division one college, and to do so I need to work hard, listen to my coaches, and ultimately impress other coaches with my playing ability. I hope that one day that my skills would send me to the professional level, and could someday be my job and my