There I was, on the pitchers mound at the A.S.A. 10 and under district tournament as the umpire yelled STRIKE THREE YOUR OUT!!! Then I saw it, the batter the walked up is a homerun-hitting, base-running, softball-playing machine I know her as Pop Corn (Pop- Corn is her nick-name) TIME OUT!! Yelled our coach, (or my Dad) he walked over to me and said walk her in a voice only I could hear. (He wanted me to walk her because she could tie the game up)

        Well he is my coach and Dad so I walked her, and soon she was on first and some other girl was on third, the next batter walked up. After no time I had two strikes on her and my Dad called change-up and BBBOOOOOOMMMMMMM the girl hit it so far in to the out field it was almost a homerun!!The girl on third and Pop Corn rounded home right as the center fielder grabbed the ball and threw it; the girl who hit it hit home plate right as the 2^nd basemen threw the ball to me. I struck out the last batter and the game was over we had lost and we had lost the game, and ended up in third place in that tournament.