My last baseball game was last Friday.
We were visitor, so we were first to bat.
I was second to bat.
The boy who hit in front of me hit it to first and got out, so I had to get a hit.
We get 5 pitches in my league.
I struck a few and fouled a few.
I had one pitch left, and POW!; I hit it all the way to
I got a double.
My second at bat, was in the last inning.
There was two outs so I had to get a hit.
I struck a few, and fouled a few.
I had one pitch left, and POW!; I hit the ball so hard.
Not as far as the first one, but this time for some reason I was able to make it all the way home.
I scored a home run at: my last at bat, my last pitch, my last game.
My team scored two runs that game, and I was the one who scored them.
I felt happy all night.
It was a great way to end the season.
My mom made these cool treats for my team a few games back.(sugar cookies on a stick)
I love playing ball.