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Bottom of the Ninth

Bottom of the ninth and we’re down by two, let’s just see what our team can do. Here we go ladies and gentlemen, can our team comeback and win. Our leadoff batter is up at the plate, I must say he has been hitting great. He’s got the sign and here's the pitch, it’s thrown down in the ditch. So we have one ball and no strikes, low and away is what he likes. Here’s pitch number two, what will the anxious batter do. He swings his mighty bat, deep to centerfield is where it’s at. Quickly he rounds first base, while to the ball the fielder does race. Safely at third our guy does rest, now all we can do is hope for the best. Trying to control the quivers, he winds up and delivers. His sinker dropped like lead, but is popped over the shortstop’s head. The hitter arrives safely at first, now here is a batter well versed. So we see a fastball is thrown, a big mistake he should have known. The ball is up and going deep, possibly a souvenir for someone to keep. It is way back and out of here, every fan begins to cheer. Our team went on the attack, and despite the odds have came back. Looks like the game is done, for in the bottom of the ninth we won.

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