Here in this ballpark, it is the early April spring.
The local boys take the field to do their thing.
A sellout crowd was on hand to cheer the team.
The team had plenty of support, it would seem.
Our boys came up short with the score today,
but there are many more games left to play.
Whenever the team loses, it is a shame.
Please remember, it was only the first game.
There is one great big fact everyone should know,
there’s a hundred and sixty-one games to go.
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