Hire
Writers
Editors
Home Tour About Read What's New Help Forums Join
My Account Login
Shop
Save
Support
E
Book
Store
Learn
About
Jesus
  



The HOME for Christian writers! The Home for Christian Writers!
The Official Writing Challenge

BACK TO
CHALLENGE
MAIN

INSTRUCTIONS

how it works
submission rules
guidelines for
choosing a level

ENTRIES

submit your entry
read current entries
read past entries
challenge winners



Our Daily Devotional HERE
Place it on your site or
receive it daily by email.





TRUST JESUS TODAY

TRY THE TEST



Share
how it works   Submit

Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Example (07/25/13)

TITLE: Opportunity Vanished
By Genia Gilbert
07/31/13


 LEAVE COMMENT ON ARTICLE
 SEND A PRIVATE COMMENT
 ADD TO MY FAVORITES

Mike adjusted his cap, squinting through the glaring sunlight. With a runner on first and third, no outs, and their best hitter at the plate, things were looking up.

He grinned at his son Dylan, “Come on, Pal. Don’t just stand there! Knock it over the wall!”

He could see Dylan’s jaw tighten. He had been thrilled when Coach Stan had enlisted his Dad as his assistant. As time passed, however, he seemed uncomfortable and moody, especially when Mike gave him pointers in front of the rest of the team.

Mike felt cross inside, thinking of the different concepts he and Stan had about coaching a little league team. Stan never raised his voice or lost his patience, which made Mike look bad sometimes. No need to coddle them. So what if they were only ten and eleven? Baseball is baseball, and it’s a chance to make kids grow up and get tough.

Mike recalled Stan’s remarks to him about keeping moods positive and tempers calm. Stan’s team pep talk before the game about sportsmanship and just “doing their best” was fine, but if they were to advance in the tournament, they had to win, and that’s all there was to it. Sure, he and Stan were friends, even went to the same church, but this was different. This was baseball.

Dylan connected. The cracking sound of bat to ball was music to Mike’s ears. All eyes turned to watch the soaring ball. Almost to the wall, it took a sudden dip, dropping to the ground. A quick recovery and return throw put the runner out at second base, but Dylan made it to first, and the speeding tall boy from third base flashed toward home plate.

“Ye’er out!” yelled the ump.

Mike couldn’t believe his ears. “You gotta be kiddin! He was safe by a mile. He scored, I tell you” He was getting louder with each word. The umpire gave him a hard look without speaking, but Mike was not nearly done.

“That’s a bad call. Anybody could see he was safe. Give me a break!”

At the umpire’s signal, Stan ran over and stood between them. Restraining Mike with one arm, he told him to calm down. Then he turned to the official and offered a sincere apology.

At that, Mike was beyond angry. He pulled off his jersey and cap, threw them on the ground, and stomped hard on them with one foot, balancing wildly on the other.

Stan and the opposing team’s coach sent all the boys for a short break, clearing the field. From the corner of his eye, Mike saw Dylan’s shoulders slump as he turned and walked away.

“I can’t believe you made such a display, Mike,” It was Stan’s turn to be angry. “These kids are watching us, hearing our words, seeing everything we do. We’re here to show them how to handle play and competition, including disappointments, even if there is a questionable call. Do you honestly want them to follow your model?”

Mike stalked away,whether from embarrassment or lingering fury, he wasn’t sure. Finally, he turned, walked back to Stan, and mumbled a response.

“Okay, okay. I messed up. I’ll go talk to Dylan first, then I’ll make it right with the rest of the team.”

“Yeah, sure,” Stan answered glumly. “The same way you can unscramble eggs.”





*******

Unfortunately, this is based on a true story.


The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
Accept Jesus as Your Lord and Savior Right Now - CLICK HERE
JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.


This article has been read 82 times
Member Comments
Member Date
Ellen Carr 08/02/13
Thanks for telling this true story. I guess we can all see a bit of ourselves in Mike, even if not as extreme. There's certainly a lesson to be learned from this story you've told so well.
Linda Goergen08/03/13
Great story and what a powerful punch it delivers with the analogy at the end, of trying to undo bad actions being about as easy as unscrambling an egg! Very sad that this was true story, Dylan undoubtedly never forgot the embarrassment of his dad’s actions. Terrific visual of the topic! Well done.
Francy Judge 08/05/13
As a mother of four baseball players, I've seen this before. Thankfully, not by my husband who grumbles quietly over bad calls. You told it well. Great job!
CD Swanson 08/05/13
I've been witness to these kind of incidents as well. Tempers and heat, along with a "little boy's game" (being played by grown-up men, even while they're coaching) can cause harsh words and actions beyond reproach to ensue.

I love the game, and always will. Good illustration, and great job of reliving the incident.

God bless~
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 08/08/13
Congratulations for ranking 16 overall!