Fame and Fortune

After weeks of practice, I’m ready to get out there. Me and the rest of the guys love to play a real game. There’s a cute second baseman with really long hair. I didn’t know girls could play, but I guess it’s just the same. I’m the last at bat; they call me the clean-up hitter. I don’t feel any pressure, because I know I’m good. They don’t pay me nearly enough, but I’m not bitter. After all, I’m a tee-ball star, not a star from Hollywood.