🥎Softball🥎

Outfield

Shiver comes up your spine 

                                        Crisp breeze in your face                                   

Waiting

Hoping

That something will come your way

Then you see it 

Your chance

Your heart leaps 

Your legs 

Pumping as fast as they can

The early morning dew brushing against your socks

The morning air whipping past your face

Reach out your glove 

As far as it can possibly go

SMACK

A wonderful feeling floods your body

Spilling out 

Over your whole team

 

 

 

 

 

Base Running

Heart beating fast 

Waiting

For your perfect opportunity

You hear the crack of the bat

You are off 

Leaving the huge dusty clouds behind you

Your feet thump hard against the ground

You’re almost there

Then

You see a yellow blur whizzing towards you

You leap into a dive

Slide against the dirt

narrowly missing

The ball and glove trying to touch you

Then you hear that glorious word

SAFE