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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The bases needed sweeping As the end was drawing near Buns and weenies waving As Fans swilled down their beer The crowd jumped to their feet As Macy went to bat And while walking to the plate To everyone he tipped his hat The sound of the cheering Shook the ground and filled the sky And even reached the ears of people On the street, just passing by It was the bottom of the ninth Macy needed one more run The crowd got super serious And put away their fun No more giant foam fake hands Fingers pointing to the sky No more crunching cheese food nachos Even babies didn't cry If a pin had dropped that day It would not have made a sound 'Cause even pins, have respect When baseball comes to town Now the pitcher gripped the ball Knuckles taut and turning white While Macy raised his bat He never held the thing so tight The pitcher pitched the ball And with Macy’s mighty swing It might have torn the cover off If he had hit the thing Besides the swoosh of the bat And the thud made by the ball The only other sound we heard Was when, the umpire made the call Strike One ! He yelled out loudly As Macy stood in disbelief His fans up in the bleaches Now, over come by grief The crowd still stood silent As Macy grabbed some dirt Rubbed it in his hands Then wiped it on his shirt His posture slightly hunched As he leaned towards the plate With tobacco in his jowl Turned his head and winked then spate With words of encouragement Shouted from his peers Would have made a weaker man Break down, into tears The pitch came in like lightening As the bat sliced through the air Macy had the swing But the ball just wasn’t there Strike Two !, were the words That shot out through the air As a roar came from the crowd And some yelling, “That’s not fair” There were those who started booing, While children’s eyes filled up with fear And ladies on the benches Shared a hanky for their tears That’s when Macy took his hat And pulled the brim down cross his eyes As clouds began to gather And darkness filled the sky The pitcher held the ball Tight up against his back His eyes squinted slightly As he planed out his attack Macy with the bat, Was tapping on Home plate Then raised the bat up to his brow Prepared to seal his fate The pitcher’s, arm a blur As the ball sped on its way And the rumors still live on Up until this very day So, I’ll let you write the end If you haven’t any doubt Did Macy hit the ball ? Or did he merely just strike out
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