A Little Boy's Dream of Baseball

THE PITCHER SHAKES OFF ANOTHER SIGN. I START TO WONDER WHATS ON HIS MIND. WITH SWEAT RUNNING OFF MY BROW, I NEED A HIT AND I NEED IT NOW. BASES LOADED WE'RE DOWN BY THREE. THE GAMES OUTCOME DEPENDS ON ME. THE CATCHER RUNS OUT TO THE PITCHERS MOUND. THEY NEED ME TO HIT IT ON THE GROUND. I CHECK THE DUGOUT, THEY'RE ALL ON EDGE. THE INFIELD DEFENSE FORMS A WEDGE. I STEP BACK IN THE BATTERS BOX. A FAN SHOUTS OUT, IT'S TIME TO ROCK! THE TENSION'S THICK AND STARTS TO MOUNT, BASES LOADED WITH A 3-2 COUNT. THE PITCHER NOD'S TO CONFIRM THE SIGN. THEN HE GO'S INTO HIS WIND. IT'S A FASTBALL, IT LOOKS FAT. I MAKE CONTACT WITH MY BAT. CENTER FIELDER STARTS RUNNING BACK. NOW HE'S ON THE WARNING TRACK. HE LOOKS UP, IT'S OUTA HERE. THE CROWD ERUPTS AND START TO CHEER. ALL MY TEAM MATES SWARM HOME PLATE. THIS IS WHAT MAKES BASEBALL GREAT.