A couple of years go by with our family happily planted in the country side two story house. I started playing both spring and summer baseball on Mr Cho's team. I played third base and left field in the outfeild. Phil was our team's hot flame throwing south paw, left handed pitch. Steve was our big bomber playing center field..he hit monster home runs over 450 feet ones. As I grew older I got pretty fast on my feet and had a cannon for an arm to make those hard difficult throws to first base. Dad pitched batting practice on the weekends to me. Mom even joined in pitching batting practice to me on wednesday's and thursday if I got my school home work done before supper. Man mother could really throw a mean curve ball. Before I knew it I was in high school and a senior playing in the state tournament in baseball. We were heading to the state championship series with all three of us,,Phil, Steve and me playing on the country side town team. Coach Cho said there was going to be scouts at the state championship tournament. Heck replied Coach Cho maybe a couple of you players will get an offer to go play pro ball in the big leagues. Steve already said he was going to accept an offer to play college baseball. You know to me, Jimmy IT WAS ONLY A DREAM.
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James brunnert
First time writing looking for a worthy challenge. Grandpa of four grandchildren. Hoping to sharp my skills and craft a good story for all to enjoy and make some coins. Please follow me on podcast on Podbeancom at umpas story& Writing corner! Also on Bookfunnel.com













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