Journal #3

I'm into watching baseball games from last year. There is a pro-baseball team in my hometown, which was founded recently. I naturally cheer for my home team. In this year's league, my team is now in second place. I always watch baseball games that are broadcast on TV and check the news. Today was it was the same as usual. I was watching today's game, and my team's starting pitcher gave up 3 runs during the first inning. I was really pissed off, so I immediately quit watching the game. However, a few hours later, my brother said "Hey! The bases are loaded with one out!" I rushed to my room and stood in front of the TV. The next hitter was up to bat and he hit a grand slam! My team had turned the game around, so I shouted for joy. My team was winning by a score of 6 to 5. But that excitement was only short lived and I started to get nervous because we were ahead of only by one run. Fortunately, other hitters got more runs during the following innings, so finally, my team won the game. It was such a thrilling game.