I sat there, I didn't know what I had on me. I could've had two strikes I could've had many balls. The pitcher that had struck me out earlier was still pitching. My knees were bent, shaking. I looked to third base. Yup, someone was ready to run. My hands were above my shoulder and the pitcher got set and I got in an even better stance. With one fluid motion she pitched the ball. My mind couldn't process if it was a ball or a strike so I went for it. The ball was so close to me. The pitcher looked at me, ready to do something. I swung. I heard the sound of the ball and bat and I put what I learned earlier today, always run even if it's a foul. So I ran. My muscles in my leg ached but I made it. The coach held a look on his face, one of suprise. He patted my helmet and still held his face he wore just a secind ago. Behind me the fence door opened and cheers were heard. I thought it was to the person that was on third. I looked behind me to give her a high five when my friend ran up to me and held her hand up followed by alot of everyone. The piled behind me and I left to go to the back when I was stopped "no, you lead," and I went to the front and then we began.
So today was my first REAL softball game and when I was at second base at the beginning of the game I was shaking. Then when I was up to hit I struck put and I freaked out and basically had an anxiety attack. But then the rest was great.... BUT THEN it was up to if I hit the ball or struck out and that determined if we won or lost. So there wad a runner on third the on my third pitch I hit it right on the third base line, I ran to first and the coach had his hands over his head with his mouth wide and I was about to freak out then he went and patted my helmet and then my team was cheering and I was stuck on the fact if everyone wad mad or happy. Everyone gave me high fives and I just sat there blank with real shaky breaths. I made the winning hit. So my first game, in my first season I got the runner home and we won.
So what is above was originally here but I moved to the begging so yeah... up to now, sitting in my room typing this when I should be asleep, I am still processing this.
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My Random And Bored Mind
RandomThis used to be a comparison book but I felt so mean by doing it so this is now randomness
