College-League Baseball Sonnet

Small stadium built in the late forties, minor-league once, but has been left behind, built with girders and backless, wooden seats, a local relic of an older time. The players look so young, barely can shave, the pitching is rough and some balls are dropped, a few have been drafted by big league names, one has promise, at ninety-four was clocked. Young kids run around, and between innings some do wacky races upon the field, but have fun even if they’re not ‘winning,’ and the high-fives from the players are real. So far not a hit has yet cleared the wall, but six bucks is still good for live baseball.