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The Green Fields of My Youth

I was born in October of 1955 One could hear the World Series from the hospital room The famous series where the "Brooklyn Bums" finally defeated the incredible Yankee machine This upcoming year I intend to go to some games I may even go to a minor league game At Keyspan Park the Brooklyn Cyclones delight the crowds My thoughts drift back to Banner day at Shea Had sparkles on my banner My experience with playing the game consists of a being a catcher for a short while in the little League Never a great athlete Yet an intense Mets fan I view them as the descendants of the Brooklyn Dodger and New York Yankees Pass the Canyon of Heroes on my way back from work at the community college where I hear they have a good baseball team Gotham needs its baseball teams they are part of the glue which hold it together Part of the dreams of stick ball players of those(including myself) who went to the batting cages at Coney Island Play ball, man

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Date: 3/2/2018 3:19:00 PM
- This sport is not my area ... but lovely written Matthew - Best wishes for a wonderful weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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