Two out, bottom of the ninth,
runner on first, tying run at the plate.
What’s he gonna throw me?
Fast ball on the corner.
Strike one!
Fast ball, again, low this time.
Strike two!
Are you kidding me?
OK, OK, stay steady,
he’s windin’ up.
See it, see it, large as a grapefruit.
Whack!
There it goes, folks, over the fence.
Kiss that baby good-bye!
A walk-off home run.
Crowd goes crazy.
MVP, MVP, MVP!
Click!
Time’s over.
Sign in the batting cage says: NEXT