Carlos had been waiting the whole cold, brisk winter for baseball season to start. Sure, he played football and some basketball but his all time favorite sport had always been baseball and it will always be.
Carlos always loved going to the MLB games with his grandpa, Carlos and his and his grandpa Kenny would always go see the Chicago Cubs play up at Wrigley Field. Carlos knew it was a long drive but it was well worth it. Plus, he would stay for four to five days because grandpa Kenny loved to stay for the series of games. Carlos and grandpa Kenny would love to go see the White Sox at Chicago Cubs games but they usually sold out. …show more content…
Carlos is the leadoff hitter, small and fast is what his coach always tells him.
He standed at the plate waiting for the next pitch to be served by the pitcher.
“Strike two”, screamed the umpire from behind the plate at a pitch clearly seen over Carlos’s head. Carlos didn’t mind though, he knew he had to start swinging.
The pitcher did his full windup and delivered the pitch.
Bamb! Right down the middle.
Going! Going!
Nope. Caught at the warning track by in center field by the most cocke and meanest outfielder in all of baseball.
Tim Buck Two. That was his nickname but he really went by Tim, if you respected him. To Carlos, he had no respect for him. In Carlos’s opinion he was the most rude and cruel person he had ever met.
They were rivals!
Ring!
As the first bell rang at Deer Trail Middle school Carlos got ready to go to homeroom. Carlos had no friends at all. He had only lived in Springfield for a year know, after a tragic event happened to Carlos’s parents.
It had always been hard for Carlos to make friends. He was close to having one last year, but his so called friend moved to