A Game of Symbols
5, The green grass of the baseball field was vibrant in the sunlight. The bases were clearly marked with white chalk. Professionals in colorful jerseys and baseball caps ran around the field, their fans cheering from the stands.
4, The cement felt burnt and coarse under my feet as I walked towards our seats. The plastic seat was now hard and cool against my back. As I sat down, I bathed in the sun's warmth and the gentle breeze that blew through my hair.
3, The crack of a baseball bat echoed through the air, followed by cheers and shouts from the players and spectators. The umpire's voice could be heard calling strikes and balls.
2, The sweat and dirt of the players as they ran and slid on the field tinged in the air.
1, The saltiness of the sunflower seeds lingered on my tongue as I mindlessly viewed the game before me.