Okay, so I saw this thing online about Drew Burress throwing a perfect game, and I was like, “No way, I gotta try this.” So, I grabbed my old glove, a beat-up baseball, and headed out to the local park.
First, I warmed up my arm. Just some easy throws, you know, getting the feel of the ball. Nothing fancy, just tossing it back and forth with, well, myself, cause no one want go out with me. I imagined Drew Burress, how he probably warms up before a game.
The Setup
- Finding a Spot: I found a decent patch of grass, not too many rocks or holes. Didn’t want to twist an ankle.
- Setting a Target:I found a tree, it’s a perfect target for me.
- Getting in Position: Stood like a pitcher, you know, foot on the imaginary rubber, wind-up, and all that.
Trying to Throw Strikes
Man, it’s harder than it looks! First few throws? Way off. Like, not even close. I was throwing balls everywhere – high, low, left, right. It’s like my arm had a mind of its own. I started to think, “Maybe I’m just not cut out for this baseball thing.”
But I kept at it. I tried to focus on my grip, the way I was releasing the ball, my follow-through. You know, all that stuff you see the pros do. Slowly, very slowly, I started to get a little better. Some throws were actually hitting the spot! I can feel it! Not perfect, but closer.
The “Perfect Game” Attempt
After a while, I decided to go for it – my own little “perfect game.” I picked a target zone on the brick wall and started throwing. First few? Nope. Then, bam! Hit it. Then again! And again! I got, like, five in a row! I was feeling pretty good, like, “Hey, maybe I could be a pitcher!”
Then, of course, I missed. Like, really missed. And then missed again. Reality check, I guess. It’s tough to be consistent. But you know what? It was fun. I felt like a kid again, just messing around with a baseball.
The Result
I am not Drew Burress, not at all. The perfect game is so diffcult that I can’t * it’s really fun, I will do it next time.
