The baseball came toward me in center field and as it came toward me I started to drop step so I could catch the ball .Then all sudden I saw the ball going over my head and hit the fence. In the back ground I could hear my grandfather yelling at me from the stands for missing my third ball in a row. After I tuned my grandfather out I picked up the ball, and through it to second base like I didn’t even hear my grandfather yelling at me. As the years went by I always wonder why my grandfather showed me a glove and a ball at the age of six, and the fundamental to baseball, and if he was living a dream through me.
When I was six I had no clue how to play baseball, but my grandfather showed me a glove and a ball. He told me to put the glove o
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