The ball was hit on a fly
And headed up to the sky.
When it came down from above
It landed in a glove.

The runner tagged up
And headed for home.
Approaching the plate,
He was going to be late.

Making a head first slide,
The catcher tagged his side.
The ump yelled out,
And the runner did pout.

Walking to the dugout
With his head on his chest,
He felt at least he had
Given his best.

In the dugout he grabbed
His mitt,
And began to sit.
Waiting for the third
Out yield,
He would then take the field.

The game ended,
And his team was done.
For they ended losing
By only one run.