Personal Narrative: Preparing To Try-Out For My First AAA Team

I remember the time I arrived to the plate with a man on third base in the bottom of the 9th inning when my team was down 1 run. I stepped out of the box to take a look down the third base line for signs and what he told me to do was “Cody, do your job.” I gave my coach a nod and went back into the box. I stepped into the box and my mental thinking was, “leave nothing back and let’s win this game.” The pitcher started his windup and throws strike one to me and then strike two. I finally realized that this next pitch was going to be a strike; therefore, I was thinking, “I am swinging on this next pitch.” The pitcher did his windup again and the pitch was thrown low and outside, and I took the swing. The ball landed in the hands of the shortstop man. I hustled down the line as fast as I could and I stepped on the bag before the ball hit first winning the game for my team.

Last summer my brother and I argued about today’s riches rapper. My brother selected drake and I selected Jay-Z. We both individually researched the net pay of both artists. Inside of our research we included endorsements, concerts, and album sales. When we presented our research to each other, we discovered that I was correct. Jay-Z has more money than Drake.

So what made baseball be the event that made me who I am today. Well I’m about to tell you. First it was the very first baseball game I played, then it was the first game I won, after that it was the first tournament I won, last it was the first World Series I won.

As the crowd boos, you hear the New York Yankee commentator say “coming up to bat after a long year of suspension it’s the third basemen for the New York Yankees, Alex Rodriguez”. I grew up in awe watching great Yankee third basemen Alex Rodriguez. I remember playing baseball and trying to do everything he did, like how he chewed his gum, and how he wore his baseball socks. I would also imitate his batting stance as played. But all of a sudden the player I once looked up to tested positive for steroids.

Four bases, three outs, two teams, one winner. The love for a game will last forever; however, once the umpire calls strike three, the game becomes a simple memory. I am a softball player who plays year round for the Midwest Menace and in the spring for the Freeburg Midgets High School team. For a select team, you are distributed into age groups according to the day and year of birth: I play for the oldest age group known as 18u. At the beginning of the year, we hit a nail in the road which flattened our egos. Defeated by several no-naming teams put us on the lower end of the totem pole. As a consequence, the coaches made us run foul pole after foul pole. A foul pole is a punishment exercise in which the whole team has to run two-by-two along

Six years ago I played my very first baseball game and I was the pitcher. Now you may think that when I was four I couldn't pitch. Well you were right I just played next to the pitching machine. Getting any baseball that came my way. Popfly, grounder, line drive, you name it I caught it. I was very good at baseball and I loved to play baseball.

did things people asked me to, but nothing more than what was expected. I faced very few setbacks. School was great and I put little effort into it, and still earned decent grades. Within softball I was working at an acceptable pace. Every now and then I wondered what I could achieve with a little effort. I had a pretty good attitude towards life and was proud of who I was. I lived up until 7th grade with thinking I was doing fine. It became an issue when I would want to be better at things, but I did not want to try hard.

It all started at the beginning of tryouts. The week of excitement and nervousness. Everyone was already making guesses on who was gonna be on the team. Then so it started, the first day was pretty easy and so was the next. The third was conditioning day, which was the worst. Then the last two days were fairly easy too. But those days were the most nerve racking. Those were the days when the cuts were made.

I still remember the day it all happened. It was my freshman year of high school and baseball was right around the corner. Playing varsity baseball as a freshman was almost impossible to do. As coach called me into his office, the anxiety set in. I knew the varsity team lacked a starting pitcher but i never would have thought i would have the opportunity to get pulled up to play that year.

When I started to play baseball I was nervous because I saw how fast they were pitching so I thought i couldn't hit the ball. When I was up to bat I was sitting there waiting for the pitch and there it was the pitch. I heard strike one then… strike two, i was nervous because the whole team was watching me. and then the third pitch came and with a crack of the bat it was soaring over the fence into the tree line. Then all i could here was the whole team cheering. And i know why they were cheering, it was because i just hit my first home run!!!! The next week the first game was against derby. We won the game 12 to 10. It was fun.

As the crowd was cheering as the game went on I was on the edge of my seat. At the time my family was visiting California for the first time. We all had a blast and before we wanted to leave all of us wanted to go to a baseball game. As we were walking to the stadium all of the hard core fans were getting hyped for the game. All of them playing games in the parking lot.It felt like I was meant to be at the game. I was rooting for the angels at the time because the rest of the crowd was. My dad was taking pictures of the players throwing,catching,and making plays. I remember as the game was getting close to the end that I had to get cotton candy. Cotton candy was one

The smell of fresh cut grass and sunflower seed it was the smell of the best baseball season. I am going to Des Moines for the state tournament and you had to play for two days and we got a hotel and everything.We woke up at 6 because ower game started at 8:00 and we need to warm up to so we went to Des Moines and there were a lot of people and a lot of teams that I had to play them, they were huge and tall and i'm just normal.

What is metabolism? Metabolism is all of the chemical reactions involved in maintaining the living state of the cells and the organism. The Major point of this experiment was to see how and if the chemical processes of metabolism could impact body temperature. However first it must be explained what body temperature is actually measuring. When we measure body temp. We are actually measuring the body’s ability to make and give off heat. When our body is hot the blood cells in our skin widen to help carry the heat to the body’s surface. This is usually when people start sweating. However, when our body is cold the blood vessels narrow. Reducing blood flow causing you to shiver.

Discussion: From the lift curve slope it is noticed that the stall angle of the aerofoil is about 12º, the lift curve slope shows the formation of bubbles. It is also noticed that post stall, the reduction of lift is quite smooth, hence the aerofoil exhibits smooth stall behavior. The static pressure contour and the velocity vector flow over the aerofoil, taken from the CFD results show a better picture of the aerofoil. Observing, all the static pressure contour, it is noticed that the, main concentration of the negative pressure region (in blue) shifts towards the leading edge of the aerofoil as the angle of attack (α) increases.

Walking up to a team that I will be playing my favorite sport with. I don’t know anyone beside my friend Laila. Everyone else knows each other after playing together for so many years. Setting my bag and water down next to the goal my new team and I start warming up.