Saturday, May 8, 2010

Opening Day

I stand in the tunnel and take it all in
The cheer of the crowd, the breeze on my skin
The crack of the bat, the flight of the ball
The first game of the year, the sweetest of all
The players are fresh and our hopes are high
The spring sun is warm and high in the sky
The anthem is sung, the crowd on its feet
"Play ball!" says the ump, and we all take our seats
"Strike one!" is the call and we give out a cheer
For the first, long-awaited pitch of the year
The innings fly by and I'm keeping score
My team is winning, but we want to see more
Our lead slips away, but we never need pout
'Cause in the bottom half, Casey hit the game winner out.

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