Ever since I was eight years old, I have wanted to grow up with my life revolving around softball. I started with Little League and now do school team plus travel. My mom’s dream as a child was also to continue with softball into college. She played for Colgate as a center fielder. She introduced me to the sport, and it has been the number one thing in my life since. I am so thankful for my dad’s love of baseball too. He, however, played football in college, but still teaches me the mental part of the game from all his athletic experience.They have both surrounded me with this sport and because if that, I have made some amazing memories. In Allstars of 2013, my first year playing for the team, I was told to pitch. At the time, I had no idea how…show more content… I was not able to pitch and we had no one left. We were going to have to make a pitcher overnight. Then we saw the forecast; a storm may come through and postpone our game. We had a team dinner that night and made a dance called the “rain dance.” We prayed that the storm would come, and it eventually did. I couldn't have been happier. The opposing coach actually challenged that our team payed the officials to postpone the game since he knew our pitching situation. Now, the next game was about to take place. The smell of the wet grass in the early mornings and damp dirt sticking to our pants as we slide are my favorite games. The other team’s parents couldn't have been louder and more obnoxious, but my coaches told us the only way we would win this is if we focus on the game. The game was very close throughout, I tried pitching my heart out and so did the opposing pitcher. Her pitch’s speed would inspire me to get faster and faster. The sixth inning was over and the score was seven to seven. The umpire announced it would go into extra innings. It was our turn at bat. Nina Howe was up to the plate and I was on third. There were two outs. Nina’s hit flew to second base, and they decide to try and throw her
