From the time I can remember and from what my parents share with me, I grew up loving the game of baseball. I either held on to a bat and ball, wore a baseball cap or walked around with a glove on my hand. They tell me that I would spend hours on end outside hitting rocks into the woods with a wiffle ball bat or I would be playing nine innings with an imaginary team in the living room of my parents home. Even as I grew older and was introduced to other sports like football and basketball, baseball always came first and I could not wait for the season to start.
After the high school baseball season, I am thankful for summer travel ball not only for the great competition we face and the experience of playing in different states and on beautiful fields, but for the friendships I have built with my travel baseball teammates and coaches. They are a fun bunch on and off the field and any opportunity I can get to spend time with them, I am happy to do that.
I am working really hard to refine my abilities at third base and on the mound. I feel that an opportunity to play at the collegiate level will give me the tools I will need to become the best I can be and shape me into a well rounded young man on and off the field.