The Game
It was the 7th inning and the game was tied
The home team fans were filled with pride
The pitch comes in, the batter swings
A miss, a strike, to their feet the fans now spring
The second pitch comes in quite fast
A swing, a miss, strike two is cast
The fans are cheering on their team
The third ball needs to be supreme
The crowd grows silent as the pitch is thrown
A swing, a hit, the fans now groan
It looks like it will be a home run
But the fielder jumps, and catches that one!
They then went on to win the game
The outfielder, a hero he became
Joseph May
12/15/15
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