You’ve missed two balls,
the score is at a four all.
Prove them that you’re great,
is chanting as you step up for the third time to the plate.

The whole crowd sighed,
little did they notice the ball went high.
You take off at a steady pace,
positive that the ball went to outer space.

The dugout is chanting your name,
this was it finally all the fame!
Your foot pounded the third base bag,
you turned the corner trotting with a lag.
With victory, leaped to the last plate,
just a little too late.

Heads turned above,
to see the center fielder’s glove,
raised to the sky,
with a ball so shy,
peeking from the top,
then finally your horrible nightmare stopped.