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The team is still the only one in the league the right fielder is insane he sweats
into the glove he bought for first base it's backwards made for a left hander he
was to twist his hand to catch a fly. His cap needs a new advisor the bill is long
over his nose the sun has made him sweat in clothes made for the game just for
the game and they are ruined from his play. OFF white and Blue the logo of his
team the stranger comes again and watches from the fence and jeers his face is
like unto the Devil if he's real the man says things
You can slide but you cannot hide
You cannot catch a ball if it's in the sun
You cannot throw it all the way to second base
Right fielder pauses and he blows his nose and cry comes unbidden to his eye
he throws a look of some concern at this Devil come to haunt the game. Slide
into the second base and when he comes a run you gotta spike him with them
shoes your daddy bought for you. The next time you aer up at bat just hit the ball
at the dougout at that head. The full fielder was aghast and went to the dougout
to take a break he took the book and penciled in all the stats and as he was
adding all the figures inn he peeed it ran and ran and ran it turned the off white of
his uniform against him and he wept openly ashamed of men who force poor
boys to learn to make mistakes at baseball games from townes and cities in
America.
Copyright © Charles Hice | Year Posted 2008
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