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The Ballpark
The dream of every Little Leaguer in our town was to play in The Ballpark. The Ballpark was the diamond where all the Major League games were played. There were only four teams in the Major League. The best of the Little Leaguers were drafted onto those four teams. The Ballpark was a miniature baseball diamond built to scale of a real major league ballpark. All games were played at night under the lights. I’d been drafted as a pitcher and shortstop to the defending league champion’s team Being a Texan, I was thrilled to be a part of the Texas Rangers Little League team. We got official Little League uniforms and a new glove each year we were on the team. I was headed to the ballpark for my first game. My parent drove me to the park and tried to calm me down. I was the starting pitcher for our first game of the season. When the car stopped, I jumped out and ran to the dugout gate. I was in awe at the sight of the bright lights, the green grass, and white baselines. I was stunned, then I heard the voice of my coach call my name. "You need to warm-up Billy, it’s almost time for the game." Please return for The Ballpark Part 2 (The Game)
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