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As he passed third, her warm touch.
My heart raced with the runner.
Another Red Sox homer.
Smack...Slap! Out at first.
* For Francine Roberts "Red" members contest
* If Andrea was confused (see below) I thought I better provide context. A fellow is with a lady at a ballgame. They get excited in the moment of a big play, he a little too much and she doesn't let him get to first base, just yet. The game shouldn't be that easy.