They call me “Wheels” ’cause I’m FAST!!! by Monte Cely
I hear our coach call my name from the third base coaching box … “Cely,
WHEELS!!” I get off the bench, grab a helmet, and trot out to second base.
I hear our coach call my name from the third base coaching box … “Cely,
WHEELS!!” I get off the bench, grab a helmet, and trot out to second base.
As my second turn to bat rolled around and I settled into the batter’s box, my only goal was to make contact and get on base. As I waited for a good pitch to hit, Jeff let a fastball go, and I swung, not a hard swing, just a smooth easy swing of the bat.
Katie’s road to the AAGPBL started with a handsome priest from Kentucky and ended with an insurance agent moonlighting as a scout for the AAGPBL.
Jim knew he wanted to be a baseball player by the time he was seven-years-old, and he made sure everyone in his family knew that was his dream, but what he heard back was, “Too bad that he’s so small.” Fortunately, Jim had the desire to learn and compete. So, how did he learn to play the game of baseball, by going out and playing, it didn’t matter if there were only two of his friends around or enough for an actual game, they were out there playing and having fun.
Hawk’s story of the night he signed with the Braves reads like a Mickey Spillane novel with teams demanding him to come to their city and tryout, to teams camping out in motel rooms waiting on a phone call to continue the negotiations. Hawk has fantastic stories about sneaking into a major league team locker room, how he got his first set of catchers equipment, and something that no one denies … his confidence.
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