Snapshot verse of being up at bat.
He walks up to the plate.
He sets his cleats into the dirt.
Perfects his stance.
Put his bat above his back shoulders.
He tunes out the voices yelling around him.
Staring down the pitcher, watching his hand.
The pitcher makes his move towards home.
He throws the ball,
Right down the middle.
Smack! The ball goes flying.
Flying out of the park for a homerun.
As he jogs around the bases,
The team comes out to cheer him on.
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