Examination

This week there was a lot of bird poop and feathers laying around. One would say that all you can hear from here is the noise traffic of the cars.  
I felt the burning sun pounding against my back the first two days and the other three it was shining right at me. Every time before practice the grass is wet. The little grass that's left has been abuse several time. It's not treated the way it's supposed especially to those who say it's their home. But also the love and passion for the sport played on it has over powered it.

The last day I decided to do something different and look at the field from the outside in. I sat next to the yellow recycling bin (facing north towards the field). First thing somebody would notice is the gray fence straight ahead ahead of them. It was so hot but there's a breeze that felt amazing when it would hit. The main difference I recognize from the inside and outside was that the grass isn't treated the same. For example, the grass is super long and there's trash all over it. When the inside one is always getting cut, watered, and taken care of when season isn't in action. Then one would see there's two different entrances right next to one another. One is perhaps for trucks to fit through,most likely for softball, and the other for normal people to enter.