I am a young 10 year old boy. I'm waiting for my place on the batter's box. Thinking to myself, that I might get a strike out, foul ball, or a good hit. Well I went up to the plate, I watched a couple of strikes go by me. Then that really made me wonder if I'm going to get another strike or a hit. Luckily I got a hit. Even though it was a single, it was pure joy to me to get on base without striking out. Sometimes I have a problem with striking out, but today I was very lucky. Then the next player came to bat and got a double to the right field. So the coach yelled at me to RUN!!!!! And I ran as fast as I could to third base. And as soon as I got to third base bag, here comes a throw from the out field. I had my foot on the bag, before the third basemen caught the ball. Here I am standing on third base, hoping that I will run to home plate. And by golly, I made it to home plate. I scored a run. And it was a wonderful day, that everything went right.