Softball Dreams

First Game

Today it is May 2, 2009 and it's my first game. My softball team name was "The Panthers" and we were playing versus "The Dolphins." We were home and the other team was guest. My family except my papa who stayed home, were sitting on the benches. We were about to get I to the field, until Mrs. Jennings gave us a pep talk on trying our best and work hard. We went into the field, until Grace told me, "This is our first game, don't blow it." "Ayy perdon!" I yelled in my head. The first batter came up and I heard someone in the audience, "Hey it's a Mexican girl, she doesn't know anything about sports where she comes from!" Later on, everybody from The Dolphins teams family and their coach joined in like saying something mean because I'm different. I can hear my teammates to ignore them, surprisingly I heard Gracie say to ignore them too. The umpire stopped, and told The Dolphins coach to be quiet or they are disqualified, so they have a warning. So, we continued the game, even though I haven't pitched the first softball yet. I pitched the first one and it was a strike. "Strike one!" yelled the umpire. Second pitch, "Strike two!" Last pitch, "Strike three, you are out!" My team was yelling, "Good job Michelle!" I pitched the next batter and I striked her out too. That also happened with the third batter and it was our turn to bat. The pitcher from The Dolphins was decent, but not good. My team batted and so far it's 1-0 Gracie made a home run but Meagan got striked out, so it was my turn. The pitcher did the first pitch and I hit to the outfield, I made it to third base. Then it was Mary's turn, she hit a single and brought me home. About 1 hour later, we were losing to one run, two outs, and bases loaded. It was all up to me to bat, the pitcher did her first pitch and it was a strike. Second pitch, it was a strike. Third pitch came, I hitted far outside corner of right outfield. "Foul ball!" I went back and batted again. The pitch came and this time it landed in the outfield. Grace came home and so did Meagan, and that was it, the game was over, we won. We lined up and said good game to the other team. My whole team screamed my name and told me I saved the game. Then everybody all together told in the dugout, "Were sorry, Michelle." Grace said, "I'm sorry for bugging you because I didn't really know that your culture can go through some times when your the only Mexican." Everybody gave me a reason why they are sorry. I just laughed, which made them confused. I told them that it was okay and they all joined in the laugh too. Our next game was on next Saturday, so we have to be ready. I came home with my family and they told me I did good. I just kind of wished my papa was here, but he always in bad moods and it's not him, it's the beer talking. I got home and told my papa that I save the game. "Okay, now go do your chores,now!" "What?" "You heard me, now!" I ran to the bathroom and locked it and I was hearing mama and papa's conversation. "Ángel, why are you treating her like this?"said mama. "She needs to get used to being an adult. Now go sleep or you'll get it too like Michelle." My mama did what he said and she locked the bedroom. I cried into tears and I unlocked myself from the bathroom, so I can the mop from the shed. "Wow, he didn't even say good job, what kind of papa is he, oh yeah, a stupid one. What was I thinking when I wished that he came to my game, I take it back, I take it back all."