Two years ago at a Christian sports camp called Kanakuk, I learned the most important lesson through an action I deeply regret. His name was Kirby Wells, he was about four and a half feet tall and a year younger then me at the time. He had been going to Kanakuk for almost three years and I probably ruined his camp experience for the rest of his life. I will never get over what I said to him, and I never should. I’m too embarrassed to go up and apologize although I know I should. I smiled because I thought we were going to win. It had been a great day, when we started the wiffle ball tournament we had the worst team and here we were in the semi-finals about to move on. It was almost 6 o'clock on a Saturday evening at Kanakuk, the air was crisp and it bit at my arms. Jack Whirly, our team captain, spat in the grass, Jason Ray …show more content…
Kirby faced the batter and let out a sigh. He got into his windup and with a weird crow hop throw, he let the ball go. As it sailed through the air I saw a glimmer of fear in Kirby’s eyes, as he realized the ball was going straight down the middle. The bat came around like a whip of a lion tamer and made a thundering CRACK! as it smacked against the soft plastic and sailed away from the bat. The ball didn’t go high, the ball didn’t go far, but it became a home run. It flew from the bat at 100 miles per hour and straight into the hand of Kirby. We shouted and cheered, hooted and hollered, but then when we looked we saw that Kirby had dropped the ball. It was their turn to hoot and holler as the ball rolled past Kirby. One run scored. Kirby tried to grab the ball. The runners were at the next bases. We shouted for him to hurry. He threw the ball to third. The ball missed third. They scored again. The third baseman got the ball. The runner rounded third. The third baseman threw the ball. Kirby caught the ball at home. The runner was two steps from home. Kirby threw the ball trying to get him out! He