"Derek, Derek, Derek," my dad yelled, "its time for you to get ready for baseball." "Okay," I yelled. It was time for me to get ready for baseball. My team had not won a single game, and we only had three more games to play. I was so scared, because we had to play the Baltimore Orioles. The Baltimore Orioles were undefeated and in first place. My team was decent, but the coaching was not very good at all.

I was worried about the rest of the season. If my team won this game we would impress everybody in the league. I was the best player on the team, along with my friend Michael. I showed up to the field a half hour early to warm up for the game. Michael and I played catch for a while until the game started.

My team was the away team so we had to bat first. I was the fourth batter on the lineup. The first two batters struck out. The third batter got a double, so our team was very excited. Then I was up to bat. I watched the first and second pitches and got myself to a 2-0 count. I swung at the third pitch making the count 2-1. The forth pitch was high and outside... but I swung at it anyway. That ball went flying into left field. My teammate scored.

I ran to first base, then to second, then to third, and finally scored! This was my first ever home-run! I was jumping ans screaming,"lets go!" My team was so happy for me and was very excited that we took a 2-0 lead against the number one team in our league. My coaches congratulated me, and then my family congratulated me. This was the most rememberable hit I ever had.

The next batter on my team grounded out. Now it was time for my team to field. The first batter got a double, the second batter flew out bringing in one run. Then the next two batters struck out. My team was winning 2-1 in the top of the 2nd inning. The first batter on my team got a single. The next two batters struck out.