The Off-Season

August 21, 2008
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I miss the rush and the smell of the dirt
When the grass was just cut, and the lines freshly put.
I miss the rain and the sun in my eyes
When I’m running to catch a ball on the fly.
I miss the feeling that runs up the bat
And into my hands when I really connect.
I miss the efforts that help my team,
And playing a game with a team that helps me.

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