“I am proud to announce the winner of the Spring
Fling: The Doylestown Mustangs!” exclaimed the tournament director.
I knew it was going to be a long weekend from Friday night onward. It
was the first tournament of the season, and the Mustangs were ready to
play. We came out strong, but we ended even stronger. I was confident
that we would come to play. When we play, no one comes close to beating
After winning five games, we were declared champions.
I thought about Audrey’s hit in the semifinals. I realized that if it
wasn’t for her, we never would be playing in the championship game. We
had just faced our nemesis, The Horsham Banshees. I noticed that they
looked defeated when they first stepped on the field. They looked like
they came back from a long and intense war. They had dull faces, mumbled
cheers, and sweaty bodies.
We went out on the field strong. I loved when I looked at the line-up
and saw Brooke on the mound and Hayley behind the plate. I knew we would
have outs from stealing and strikeouts. Also, we came off the field
strong by winning 11-0…a mercy rule championship game.
The game was amazing, fierce and intense Mustang softball. We all came
ready to play. Everyone had amazing at bats to put the pressure on. When
we scored eleven runs off a fast pitcher, we showed that we can just hit
off anyone. Also, we had amazing defense. Our defense was amazing
because we never let one run score. We made incredibly plays by getting
runners out on the throw down to second. Plus, our outfield caught every
fly ball. Finally, Brooke pitched marvellously. Therefore, we played
amazing making the Champion title ours.
We all lined up on the field waiting anxiously to get our gold medals
and plaque. The medals that declared us champions—sparkly, gold, and
fire red. Perfect gold, sparkling and shimmering, the best medals you
could ever think of. It was like we just won the 2012 Summer Olympics. I
began to feel pride inside. This accomplishment was a milestone and one
step closer to nationals. Parents proud, coaches pleased, and players
I noticed that we had just achieved one of our myriad goals. Walking up
to get my medal strung around my neck with a smile of accomplishment on
my face was the most remarkable feeling anyone could ever have. Our
confidence showed and we walked off the field the same way we walked
on…with our heads held high.