Monday, January 14, 2013
What Softball Means to Me
Softball a word you hear in the summer around those die hard softball players. I am one of those players. The one that start practicing for the game when spring finally comes around. The ones that spend those hot summer nights playing until the ball becomes an invisible ghost. The tournaments that take up more than half of your summer, but are well worth it in the future. It is meeting friends that you will get to be with for the rest of your life. The excitement that overcomes you when you put those brand new steel cleats; on your feet. Getting to share the awesome experiences of winning a state title or going all the way to nationals. I love this sport and this is what it means to me. Softball is my everything! It is my love and my passion.
Monday, January 7, 2013
Fear Never Crossed My Mind
When you love something usally you do not have any fear towards what you love, or at least that is what I thought. When I had my softball accident this summer I never thought that I would be so scared to play the sport that I love, but that fear was the hardest thing to get over. Every time I ran the bases I always thought what if a ball comes out of no where and breaks my jaw again, or what if when I am bunting the ball it comes back into my helment and breaks my jaw. Even though there was a one and a million chances of having it happen again, I still thought that it would happen. It took me over two months before I felt confident in myself that I was not going to get hit with the ball again . Once I got over the fear of by getting hit by that ball, I knew that this experince would make me a better softball player over all. Even if I went through the fear of breaking my jaw again.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Why I Love Softball
Why do I love softball so much? I love this sport so much because it shows me in a little tiny box. It shows that I have the skills to walk on to a team and make JV out of 30 girls. It shows my corky personality through what my equipment looks like and the touches I put on my uniforms. I love this sport so much because I get to be with people that share the same passion as me. It makes me stronger through the experiences that it leaves me with. It gives me friendships that will last me lifetimes. Softball has me written all over it from my skills to my friendships that will be with me forever. Softball is me!
I LOVE SOFTBALL!!
Sunday, December 2, 2012
I am a Role Model
What every older person dreams about is being a role model for someone. That is one of my biggest goals to be a role model for my sisters and the younger kids that play softball. Being a role model takes a lot. You always have to be on your best behavior and show the kids how to run the ropes. Well, in softball I have always been the youngest in my age group, so I have to stay down an extra year. At first I thought wow this stinks, but I soon realized that having to stay down was going to give me some pretty great experiences. In my last year of majors, I thought to myself this is my year to strive to be a better role model. I made that come true by having a 1st grader say " Wow you are really good, I hope I can be good like you some day." That one saying meant so much to me. I knew that by working hard in softball, that some day those girls would work just as hard and be were I am today.
Monday, November 26, 2012
My Poem
Softball
Smack, Crack, and a whosh of the bat
The smell of fresh popcorn and fresh dirt in the air
Sweat dripping down your face as the hot sun beats down on you
Seeing the neon yellow ball snap into your glove
The excotic colors of the differnt uniforms
The coaches screaming "Go, Go!"
Softball the game that means everything to me.
It is the one thing that I feel that I can do without hesitation.
Softball is the game that I love!
Monday, November 19, 2012
State Title
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Accidents Happen
Accidents Happen
Every once in a while when playing sports you have to have some type of injury, or that's what it seems like to me, though. Well that's what happen to me while playing the sport I love. Now this can happen in any sport, but it had to be the sport I love.The morning was a great morning because I got to play softball the whole day. It was June 31, 2012, and it was a Saturday. I was super nervous because this was my first time playing high school softball. I arrived at the place of the tournament. As we went through the day we had played three games and won one and lost one. It was our last game of the day and we were playing the number one team. I was going in to hit for our right fielder. I was up to bat and I hadn't hit the whole day except or a few dinkers. The pitcher I was hitting off of was very familiar to me. I saw the pitch I liked and I went for it. Smack, out it went to the right fielder. I got on first and didn't get the go to go to second base. So I rounded back to first base. As, I was sitting there talking to my coach something came underneath my helmet and hit me. I feel instantly to the ground. I knew that something had hit me but I just didn't know what. As I started to get up something didn't feel right. Immediately I knew that something was wrong. Turns out that I had broken my jaw in to places, one in the front and the back.
That day I wasn't expecting to have to go to the hospital for a broken jaw, I was expecting to get to play some softball. The funny thing though was that I wasn't so much worried about if my jaw was broken I was much more worried if our team had won the game. Though this experience has left me with two titanium plates and seven screws, it has become a big part why I still play softball, even after something this bad could happen.
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