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Set your story on a baseball field.

Posted in Middle School on Oct 25, 2022

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✍️ 39 stories

The Boy of Summer

Submitted to Contest #136

Have you ever felt the exhilaration of smashing a home ball into the stands, of throwing a 120 km/hour fast ball, or experiencing the sting of the baseball as it slapped into your glove. If you have, then you probably understand what it’s like to be one of the boys of summer. If not, then sit back and I’ll tell you what was like for a young boy named Michael. His full name was Christopher Michael Cartwright known simply as Chip or sometimes Chipper to his friends. One look at the him told you that he was no longer a child but a some...

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Love and Baseball

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       Ashley walked the bases slowly of the baseball field up the street from where she lived. Lots of memories were made on this field. She played on a Co-Ed team that practiced here every week. She started walking in a straight line almost as if she were on a tight rope placing one foot ever so carefully in front of the other. That is how her life felt lately, like a fragile balancing act. She felt like she was in a circus instead of on a baseball field. She just wanted to play baseball, the way she used...

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Batter up!

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My first trip to a baseball stadium was an experience that will make a long-lasting impression on me. Having played on a little league team and having the experiences of playing on a little league field, it is nothing compared to what I saw the first time. It was a night game in the month of May. It was a warm night the bright yellowish-orange sun hit my body; my excitement was growing in anticipation of what was going to be a completely new experience for me, I was going to see my first professional baseball game. As we approached the stadi...

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Elysian Fields

Submitted to Contest #136

“What exactly are you looking for?” Emerson Ferdinand stood center in the homemade baseball field of his childhood home. He was a muscular man with a battered and ragged appearance. In his late thirties at the most, Emerson remembered how the townsfolk would praise his skill and support his ambition. He was on his way to becoming a professional baseball player, even playing a minor league game once in Baltimore. Nowadays, Emerson was eager to lash out and quick-tempered. In memory, the events that caused his spirits to fail were still clea...

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MY BASEBALL FIELD

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Glamourous. That’s what I would call my home if someone should ask. I couldn’t show anyone where I reside, though, mostly because I live in a make-believe world where I’m wealthy and successful and have people who do things for me like I used to see on television when I was able to watch it. Things can change suddenly, and we often don’t think about that possibility. I’m referring to our lives. Our lives can change in an instant based on the choices we make. Unfortunately, I chose to believe that my job was secure and that I’d move up t...

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The At-Bat

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I still remember the plate appearance vividly. My last college at-bat. I still remember the crowds cheering louder than the half-filled stadium would suggest. I still remember my hands being so sweaty from nerves that it was a minor miracle that the sweat didn’t seep through my batting gloves and cause me to lose my grip on the bat. I still remember the pitcher, a closer for East Texas who ended up a fourth-round draft pick by the Pirates named Diablo Reed. I still remember how clean my uniform was because I had yet to get on base at any poi...

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"My Team"

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MY TEAM The announcer brags that it’s a beautiful day at Fenway, seventy degrees, sun with scattered clouds, and a perfect time to be at the ballpark. The team wears red, and the crowd is noisy. The fans want a win, which is not anything new, but the Nation needs a lift. The big guy plans to hit at least one homer, and the slim black player named Buddy is aiming to steal a few bases. I watch as the team scatters and the bullpen pitchers walk across the field. They're a sturdy looking group, young, muscled, and strapping. My friend, Barbara, ...

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Whatever Happened to Joey "Yank" Yankovich

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It’s 2005 and the Houston Astros, with their rising star homerun hitter Carlos Beltran will finally be playing in their first World Series; back in 1969, they were called the Colt .45’s and they sat at home and watched on TV while their 1962 counterparts in the expansion of National League Baseball – “The Amazin’ New York Mets” – became World Series Champions…I knew the Mets were going to do what they did back then, and I predicted it. I woul have nothing really better to do with my life, because I was no longer a real baseball player...I ha...

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Game 7

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Content warning: strong language and a touch of blood Weaver feels his middle finger tug familiarly against the seam of the practice baseball and a nauseating slickness bloom between the ball and his hand as he releases it. He forces himself to follow through completely before stopping to look at the bright red blood dripping like water from the ripped callous that had been healing and re-opening since a start in Chicago two months earlier. Dammit. Clark, having noticed both the stain on the ball and his starter unprepared to receive a...

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