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To be given the chance to play little league baseball was one of the greatest times of my life. I played little league for four years, and every year I made the all-star team. My best friend and I played on every regular season team and every all-star team together. The final game of our career was unforgettable. It had been 4 years of great enjoyment with my best friend, Anthony. We always clowned around in practice, but when the game would start we had a high intensity. Anthony would pitch, and I would play second base. When he wasn’t pitching, I would, and he would play third base. We were the top players in little league, or so we thought. Our all-star team had made it to the championship of our state tournament. Before our team took the field our coach gave us a talk. He said, “Well men, we’ve came a long way. Today’s the day we’ve all practiced so hard for, but I want to have fun with it. Let’s treat this like every other game we have won. You’re all winners, win or lose. I want you all to know that I feel privileged to have coached such a fine bunch of men.
Approximate Word count = 778
Approximate Pages = 3.1
(250 words per page double spaced)
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