Hot sun, dripping sweat.
Holding a bat behind my back.
Running, sliding, listening to
the roaring fans. Yucky spit
gets into my throat, spitting
it out. Hot air gets into
my lungs, I let it out.
CRACK I swing my bat.
I run to first base
The crowd goes wild.
I round third, I head for home
So does the ball.
SAFE the crowd goes wild
I high five my teammates.