It was 4 game of the world series-yankees V.S phillies . I had been in a slump latley- so i hav’nt been doin the best job. it was the bottom of the 6 and the score was 2-3 philies. , now it was my time to shine. i got up did my little motion as usual 1st pitch comes- ball 1. next ball comes- ball2 .3rd ball comes STRIKE!!!!!next ball comes- ball3. my heart started punding .the next ball comes- a swing and a miss. it was now full count. OH NO!! i saw the philies coach give the pitcher the sighn for his special pitch, he was known for that pitch. but i had faith in my self. . here came the whind up, i prayed to my grandperants that raised me and hopfully looking from above. I felt the adrenaline rushing thorew my viens. but i knew i could do it. the ball was here i swung- crack!! the crack of the bat i hear, that ball was goin deep left that ball was high it was far , it was … GONE!!! a 3 run home run by Nick Swisher. and when I had crossed home, i looked up to see my grandparents shining above!!!!