Personal Narrative: The Surge

It all came down to the this game. My team, The Surge, had just made it to the Championship game. The previous game was way too close. It was the morning of the final 13u Louisville slugger baseball tournament. As I was putting on my uniform, I noticed my hand shaking slightly. I do what I normally do, take a deep breath, count down from ten, and finally imagine myself at the plate, cranking one over their heads.
The team and I met up at the field for the final game. Instantly as I stepped onto the field, I could feel the hot, early morning sun, beat down on my face. Louisville sun beat down on my face. I warmed up our ace pitcher, and my best friend, Jack. Jack and I have been playing on the same team for four years, and we are both of the