The Game
Baseball
Just kids
Trey – Catcher
Good hitter
Not a spitter
They won - Grandson
But, Oh, my God
There was this kid on the other team
He erred - I almost screamed
Kid fumbled
Coach grumbled
Bopped him on the side of the head - Hard
Whack! Crack!
Eyes fell – turned red
He had a helmet on, but all the same
Isn’t this a game
Boys 13
I almost screamed
Paced
Heart raced
Walked to his dugout
Dug out all right
Down to my core
Under breath, swore
Son of a Mother!
Fight or flight
One or the other
Grandma/Coach Fight
Undercover
Bit my tongue
Son of a gun
Run kid run
Grandma
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