“Okay guys, we
have two hours until the seniors get here. We have to make this place look incredible
for one of their last memoires with Holliston Softball”, said Lauren as we
pulled up to Damagella softball field.
It was senior night, our team’s last home game of the season and the
senior’s last home game in high school softball. Armed with red plastic cups, rolls of
streamers, posters and balloons we were going to make the sight of the field
unforgettable.
An hour and a
half had passed and the field had been transformed from brown and dusty to a
war zone of red, white and black. The fence in centerfield was covered with red
plastic cups spelling out, “We love our seniors”. The metal fence of the dugout
was covered in red, black and white streamers. Attached to the gray middle
poles were white balloons with the seniors’ names on them. On all remaining
space were neon colored posters with pictures of smiling faces from this season
and past seasons with the seniors. We had twenty minutes for finishing touches,
putting balloons anywhere we could. Then, from down the street we could see the
three seniors driving toward the field. Their cars glowed with neon car paint
reading “Holliston Panthers” and “Seniors of 2012”. As they pulled into the
parking lot our team cheered and screamed as they blasted music from their cars
and beeped their horns. As they got out of their cars tears of happiness rolled
down their cheeks, “The field looks amazing!” they said at the same time.
As it neared
game time I looked out of the dugout and was amazed by the amount of people
here to watch the game. The grass was filled with lawn chairs with parents,
grandparents, friends and other coaches. As the sky turned gray and darkened, the
dim field was suddenly illuminated by the bright over head lights. It was game
time. Our team was ready to play. It was our time to prove that Holliston was
here to stay this season. We had so much determination for the game because it
was a celebration for the seniors and we had to win it for them.
After five
innings Molly had thrown a no hitter and we had scored seven runs. As I looked
into the other dugout the Dover Sherborn team looked defeated. They no longer
moved with excitement for the game and they appeared like scared animals wide
eyed in the batter’s box. We quickly finished the game with a final score of
10-1. At the end of the game our team gathered in left field. Our coach
explained that we had a fantastic game but, tonight it was not about the game
or the win it was about the seniors.
Everyone on the
team ran to the third base line except for our coach and the seniors. It was
time for the ceremony to start. Music erupted in the background and the announcer
started to call the names of the seniors. First to be called was Ashley. She
ran down the third base line and gave us all high fives. Then went Molly and
then Lauren. They met in the pitches circle and their parents met at home
plate. As their position and name were called again they met their parents at
home plate and received a bouquet of flowers. We cheered for them and watched
as they smiled for pictures. Again the seniors met in the pitchers circle and
talked to our coach. He told them of how proud he was of them and how he wished
he could have been their coach longer than one season. Next our coach motioned
for the rest of us to come to the mound and we sprinted to the seniors. We all
hugged in the middle of the field.
Tears streamed
down almost every players face. As a freshman I had never been a part of such a
close team. The seniors had been so accepting and kind and it was sad to see
them leaving for collage soon. We huddled together and smiled through our
tears. These tears represented the love and unity that this team has grown over
the season. They showed was its like to be on a team and they showed how it
feels to have a team behind you, always supporting you. The feeling in this
moment we had to let overcome us. We will use this love and dedication to move
forward in our season. With two more games left until we start playoffs we stay
strong because, this is our season.
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Erica, I enjoyed reading this. I wish you had written a little bit more about the game but overall I think it was very good. Did you play in the game?
ReplyDeleteNicely done! That was the post I've been waiting all softball season to read! Gone are the days of play-by-play exposition. This has plenty of narrative, but also gives a good amount of time to reflecting on the seniors' influence as part of the team.
ReplyDeleteThe first part, about decorating the field, is a perfect example of the "show don't tell" philosophy of writing. You're showing us the passion and appreciation you have for the sport and your teammates by taking us through the decoration of a field.
Just one criticism for today: don't forget to offset certain phrases you use to begin sentences. Use a comma to do so. Example: "After five innings Molly had thrown a no hitter and we had scored seven runs. As I looked into the other dugout the Dover Sherborn team looked defeated."
It should read: "After five innings, Molly had thrown a no hitter and we had scored seven runs. As I looked into the other dugout, the Dover Sherborn team seemed defeated. "