Forget the screaming ambulance
The pulsating lights
Forget the ER
Doctors pumping chests
Yelling “Stat”
Forget the fireman
Sliding down the pole
The fire truck blasting through red lights
That ain’t urgency
Give me the bullpen
Righty and lefty warming up
The starter like General Custer
Surrounded by base runners
The Calvary charging from the bull pen
Fans chewing fingernails
Manager looking stoic
Three and two
Now that is life and death
THE POETRY OF THE GAME