Tiger Pride
I found myself standing and staring at Comerica Park ready to get in to watch the baseball game. Standing, holding my mitt in my hand and my hat on my head, I got so excited my mom had to repeat what she tried telling me three times until I stood still. She was asking me if I saw my cousin. He was giving us tickets to the last Tigers' game of the season, but I didn’t see him. It seemed like forever, but finally my dad spotted him coming toward us. After getting our tickets and thanking my cousin, we walked in.
Sliding through the bars to the stadium, I was taking in all the smells -- some good and some not so good. I felt like a new puppy. I could not believe I was there. As though it was a dream, I raced to catch up with my dad, trying not to hit anyone. When we reached our destination (which in this case was the row we were assigned), I looked down at the field. It was gigantic! Well, bigger than it is on television, but that was not as amazing as seeing the Tigers warming up. My heart skipped a beat. I felt my stomach drop.
Walking down the stairs to our seats I heard more noise than I've ever heard before. I screamed to my mom, "It's noisy!" She just smiled and said, "That's just the beginning."
During the game I thought I was going to lose my voice (which would not be good). I screamed so loud trying to cheer for the Tigers, I couldn't hear myself think. I can't believe they went all the way to the 13th inning. It was a close game, but I think the Tigers got too tired to win. It was still a good game, however, especially because it was the first major league baseball game I'd ever been to. It was outstanding!
Hey, did you hear my mom say the kids got to run the bases? I did! That was really fun: leaping over bases not trying to hit the other kids, of course. I'll admit it, I don't think I could top that. It was the most fun thing I did this summer.
- Emma LaVercombe
Sliding through the bars to the stadium, I was taking in all the smells -- some good and some not so good. I felt like a new puppy. I could not believe I was there. As though it was a dream, I raced to catch up with my dad, trying not to hit anyone. When we reached our destination (which in this case was the row we were assigned), I looked down at the field. It was gigantic! Well, bigger than it is on television, but that was not as amazing as seeing the Tigers warming up. My heart skipped a beat. I felt my stomach drop.
Walking down the stairs to our seats I heard more noise than I've ever heard before. I screamed to my mom, "It's noisy!" She just smiled and said, "That's just the beginning."
During the game I thought I was going to lose my voice (which would not be good). I screamed so loud trying to cheer for the Tigers, I couldn't hear myself think. I can't believe they went all the way to the 13th inning. It was a close game, but I think the Tigers got too tired to win. It was still a good game, however, especially because it was the first major league baseball game I'd ever been to. It was outstanding!
Hey, did you hear my mom say the kids got to run the bases? I did! That was really fun: leaping over bases not trying to hit the other kids, of course. I'll admit it, I don't think I could top that. It was the most fun thing I did this summer.
- Emma LaVercombe
14 Comments:
Emma,
I really enjoyed your story. I went with my family to Comerica Park this summer also. I am a big Tigers fan too!! I agree that it is very exciting to be at the game and see all the action in person.
Thank you for sharing your story!
Mrs. Dusnik
By Anonymous, at 12:34 PM
Emma,
I loved your descriptive writing! When you described how your "stomach dropped", I could feel your excitement. What a wonderful and historic time to watch a Tigers game!
Mrs. Petersen
By Mrs. Petersen, at 7:27 AM
Emma,
Everytime I read your story I get the feeling that we are back at the game. Thanks for preserving our memories and keeping the spirit alive. Love, Mom
By Anonymous, at 9:01 AM
Emma,
Your story was fantastic! I went to my first professional baseball game when I was in college. The description you wrote of your experience brought that special day back to me.
Thank you!
Shelley Cannon
By Shelley Cannon, at 9:17 AM
Emma,
I L-O-V-E LOVE this story I'm glad you got it posted on your class blog! I wish I could have something up on here. But I haven't yet. Oh well. I really hope you keep doing an outstanding job in school and at home. I'm so lucky to have a friend like you! Your Friend,
Anonymous
P.S. Guess who I am!!!
By It's A Frriend, at 6:36 PM
Emma how cool! I ABSOLUTELY LOVED your story. I mean isn't it an American dream to see a prfessional baseball game! To think that you were there. Even if the tigers lost I bet that was one of the best experiences you ever had. I can imagine you yelling up to your mom "Its noisy!" that is so much like you. I hope you had a great time at the game.
Your good bud,
McKenna!
By Anonymous, at 6:01 PM
Emma that was a really good story I felt like I could smell the chilli dogs.
By Marah Gallagher, at 10:10 AM
Emma your story is the best I felt like I was right next to you the whole time. It was Awsome!
Miranda
By Anonymous, at 10:48 AM
WOW that was awsome i felt the tingle like i was there with my family. i wish i was there.
from kerri
By Anonymous, at 3:03 PM
Emma your story was awsome. Go detriot tigers! I agree they were to tired too win! Keep up the great work!
Your Friend,
Arden Clark
By Arden Clark, at 6:22 PM
nice story emma. i can't believe they let you run the bases! from Brandt
By Anonymous, at 12:53 PM
Wow that really inprest me and I belive that that just happens to be one of my favroite teams thanks for being such a good writter .
from youre bff aliyah
By Best friend Aliyah, at 2:30 PM
good job emma. i loved your story. it really felt like i was really there. again really good job!!!!
By makayla peacock, at 2:41 PM
emma what a great story!! i cant belief how good it is.im glad im ur my friend!!!!!!
kerri
By Anonymous, at 8:52 PM
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