School writing assignment!

“Swing and a miss! Strike two, the batter is now down in the count, he’s going to have to come around here if he wants his team to pull out of this one!”
The tension is almost palpable in Fenway stadium, the hairs of every man woman and child in the stands are on end. It’s the bottom of the ninth in the world series, and for everyone watching it seemed like it was more than that. It seemed as though the world was going to end if something happened. All 29,065 attending seemed to be standing on their feet, ready for anything. As the batter swung his bat for a third time you could hear the loud gasps of the audience members, you could sense the horror and stress in their voices.
“Heres the wind up, and the pitch! Oh, a foul ball, the batter isn’t going to go down without a fight it seems.”
As the batter spat to the ground he stepped out of the box, taking a quick glance over at his third base coach. He put a hand to his left shoulder, than his right, than he wiped his right hand across his chest from left to right. After the third base coach was done he gave the runner on third a little nudge, trying to hint that something big was going to happen, the runner on third base gave a quick nod. This made not only the fans nervous but the players. The opposing team frantically tried to piece together what those motions could have meant but it was to no avail. The batter stepped into the batters box, sweat practically barreling off his face as if each drop was alive and on the run from something. He effortlessly swung his bat a few times indicating he was ready for the next pitch. The umpire pointed to the pitcher and he began his wind up.
“The batter is ready and the pitcher begins his routine, taking the ball out of his glove and lifting them both over his head as he throws! It’s a bunt! What a bunt at that! Wait, the runner on third, he’s heading home! As he pushes himself faster and faster he begins to accelerate at a rapid pace! Meanwhile the pitcher grabs the ball! He’s off balance but he throws, knowing that if he doesn’t it’s all over! The catcher snags the ball out of the air and puts the tag on!”
Everyone is on their toes, fans of both teams are standing on their seats trying to see the action. They all wait to see the result of the astounding play as the dust settles.
“He’s out!” yells the umpire.
“What?” yells The manager of the opposing team.
“Are you mad? He was safe by ten feet! Dammit ump, Put on your glasses! Your career is over!”
The ref would have none of this, and when the manager turned his back the umpire took advantage and sprinted straight at him, tackling him in the hard dirt covered ground. The umpire then ripped off his mask and began really going at it. The opposite team’s catcher tried to brake it up but instead of doing this he managed to get an elbow to the face by the Redsox’s manager. This made him livid and he joined the fight against the manager! At this point both benches cleared and a brawl had begun! There were fists and elbows and even cleats flying everywhere. A few fans rushed the field but most were held back by the surrounding crew that hadn’t joined in the fight. There was one fan in particular that was extremely riled up about what was happening and began screaming.
“Hey! You can’t do that! BOO! BOO! I’ll take all of you on, right here, right!” He was getting on everybody’s nerves.
Realizing that he probably had had a few drinks, a man beside him tapped him on the shoulder and asked him politely, “Sir could you please stop?” The man turned around and looked at him.
“What did you say, shrimp?” Now the polite man’s temper was flared.
“I don’t appreciate being called shrimp, I think it’s safe to say we would all enjoy it if you would just stop yelling.”
“I don’t appreciate being talked to like that, punk! Come here!” The drunken man grabbed at him, he was able to grasp his shirt. He began tugging on him and he soon fell. He got right back up, however, and popped the man right in his face. His knuckles made firm contact to the man’s cheek, forcing him to trip over the seat behind him and fall into that person’s lap. At this point it seemed as though random people from the crowd had joined in on the fight and it began to get serious. There were bloody noses, bruised ligaments and aching bones left and right. It seemed as though it was world war three and that they were prepared to die. The fight slowly spread through the whole stadium, nearly every person in the place had thrown a punch or two. Within a few minutes a simple fist fight had escalated into a bloody massacre of tendons and limbs. Nearly 30,000 people were fighting within one baseball stadium, at one world series, on one Friday night. This moment was sure to go down in history forever.




This was a school assignment we had (due tomorrow) that I did at the last minute haha. The assignment was to write a short story about any topic you want. I thought of an idea but after I talked to my English teacher about it he said that it sounded more like an idea for a novel instead of a short story so I had to rethink it entirely. I came up with this, a story about a most interesting made up world series in which a brawl starts both on the field and in the stands. Feel free to criticize! (By the way, this is only a first draft.)

Book Blog1: Of Mice and Men/John Steinbeck (10/11/09)

At my high school we are finishing up a project for English class. This means that yet another project will be assigned soon enough. Now, normally I would be upset about it but I've had trustworthy intel leading me to believe that we will be reading the book "Of Mice and Men" by John Steinbeck. This (as I'm sure you know) is an incredibly famous book, in fact the author, John Steinbeck, has been awarded the Nobel Prize for his work. Anyways, I was thinking that I would read the book early to get ahead of the game. So, I thought that I would ask my loyal followers to tell me if it's a good book, what they like about it and even just how they feel about John Steinbeck's work. I think this will be the first installment of what I hope to be a series of books blogs, and later maybe even form it into an online book group. I don't want you all to think you have to praise him for what hes done, if you don't like him than feel free to express your opinion.