Today's YDP poem sparked a vivid recollection...
In the far, far, right outfield
School-girl stands shivering with dread
while the late May-sun beats hot upon
her honey-colored head
Ball-glove droops at her side
Fear stifles creative thought
While batter-up pounds the plate
Scanning the outfield for a 'weak-spot'
Crack, goes the bat and sure enough
with devilish cheer that leather-sphere fell
in front of Girl With Outstretched Prayers
to be rescued by the bell
We are cheering on our Toronto Blue Jays
I for one am a far happier ball-fan than player:)
This picture was taken on the day I officially resigned from anything baseball
besides watching and cheering
after a family-game miscommunication,
when I said 'NO' and he thought I said 'THROW"!!