To choose to play - one of my best games

The teams were chosen and the formations have been announced. I was beaten third. I could not wait to hit. Hitting to me was like eating for a fat man with a tape worm. I lived for the experience. I knew that I would get beaten even before a shot. I was so young and arrogant! After the first two guys out of my team did, I walked up to the plate, as surely as Babe Ruth - pointing to center field in the 1934 World Series, when he named his famous home run. Digging in and scorn for woman, I was determined to Smack That Pill. first pitch was a fastball high and tight ... Wow baby

I got out of the batter box and looked at Donnie. I was thinking fastball for his next bid. I was right. The ball got so big. I could see the red stitching on the ball. Boom! I connected to that place real sweet bat. All batters love that sound. That crack that sounds so solid. Pitchers hang their heads when they hear that noise. It 's like the strike on a chalk board, hate it. The ball jumped off my bat and sailed over the centerfielder's head and left. It 'been a shooting and a half. As I rounded the bases I had a taste of Mr. Ginsburg, the coach from high school, looking around me the basics. This was major league stuff.

An inning later .....

Donnie staring, I thought things looked more determined, as I went to fight for the second time. His forehead was pressing and staring eyes. With a runner at first was taken from pitching. His leg sliding into home his arm raised high, he threw the ball to me. I do not know what kind of pitch he threw. What I know is that I hit a rocket about 15 feet above the head of third baseman down the left field line. As the ball rolled and rolled I ran around the base, as if I were chased by some animals. I saw home plate in my head as I ran. And as I rounded second base I saw Coach Ginsburg hours watching the race after the ball outfielders. I hit third base with authority and ran home for my second round tripper in two bats. My teammates congratulated me. The stands were buzzing again. I remember my friends jumping up and down with big smiles on their faces. I felt wonderful. Twice a bat. Two home runs against our star high school pitcher. This game is a baseball fantasy dream.

I was Babe Ruth, Lou Gehrig and Willie Mays all wrapped in one day.