Today is the day, softball tryouts of senior year. I just scraped by last year and I played a total of 3 innings and had a total of 4 at bats. Pretty exciting isn't it? I mean I've been a varsity player since my freshman year; starter actually my coach just wore me down. To say I'm a bit bitter about the whole thing would be such an understatement. I would always go home and cry last year because I wanted to be fairly treated, is that too much to ask for?
"Allen you're up, show me you've improved now." Coach booms at me. Thanks Shaffer I will
I had to run the bases seven times I did it all in under 5 mins new record for me and one of the quickest so far. I also had to hit a home run in batting which I was nervous about; I've never done it before. I'm so nervous batting is tomorrow today is basically conditioning.
Finally when we had all gone he made the first cut basically all freshman and sophomores that were there. Well I made it past round one, good enough for me. Today we were warming up and coach told us batting is tomorrow and that it would be infield and outfield work. I was so nervous last season in my final inning I made so many errors. I was working so hard, getting almost everything then one went threw my legs, that's it I'm doe.
"Hey Allen get your head in the game. If you don't try harder then you'll get cut. For fucks sake pull yourself together" Erin whispers shouts at me.
"Damn I'm trying one little fuck up won't ruin my whole tryout, plus he never cuts seniors."
"Well shut up and pay attention now."
