Crossing the Diamond
America's Pastime is one of the greatest and oldest sports around. Baseball has as much history and memories that date back for centuries. So many great and amazing players have come and gone. And so many more talented players are just getting started. In my life time I have seen many greats play the game. I have seen some of my favorite players retire. I have also seen many great players come up to the Major Leagues and become new favorite players. I love this sport so much that I have decided to write a poem about my favorite, Baseball. I hope you enjoy.
As we approach the stadium, so full of life
The stars of tomorrow, behind the walls it hides
So much talent, awaits to take the field
My emotions of excitement, no longer yield
As we find our seats, we stop and grab a hotdog and beer
We settle into the stadium seats, await the home team to cheer
The atmosphere like no other, no place can replicate
The noises, the smells a win we hope to celebrate
The announcer voice echoes, as the first pitch is ready to be thrown
My excitement for the best game live in front of me has grown
The crack of the bat, the slap of the leather glove
Those are the sounds of music from the sport I love
I hope I see a home run or a few, a high scoring game
Maybe the pitcher will throw a no-hitter, that would be insane
And to see my favorites, live and in front of me
Going to a baseball game equals a moment that is stress free
Unless my team is losing and trying to make a come back
The edge of my seat I control, waiting for the home attack
Singles, doubles and a few triples, the bases are touched
Seeing my team dominate, do I not have the kind of luck
Eight innings down, one more to go
The closer comes in for the save as his pitches he will throw
We have the lead, we cannot blow the game now
One strike, two strikes, three strikes you are out
The thousands on hand, as cheers arose
The home team has one, and for a moment I'm froze
Baseball is my favorite sport, a wonderful game to love
Enjoy it with family and friends, a feeling that rises above
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AUTHORThank you Larry.
Beautifully done!
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I miss going to games too Flourish.
You make me think of a time when I used to go watch games myself.
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Thank you Eric, I wish I could play it more as well. Love the game
Very cool you make me want to play.
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Mariners are actually a team I don't mind. I am surprised they were not more aggressive at trade deadline. They are so close every year to the post season, I am hoping they get there soon. One of the better stadiums is Safeco. It deserves a championship banner, unless they are playing my Braves or Indians. Thanks for stopping by Linda
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Thank you Adolf, and God bless you as well my friend. Thank you for stopping by.
Ryan, I love baseball and you've described the thrill of the game very nicely. I live in the State of Washington, and so the Seattle Mariners is the team that I follow. Although we've never gone to the World Series, we were blessed to have one of the greatest voices in baseball as our announcer--Dave Neihaus. Look for his name on YouTube, listen a few moments, and you will understand why he was so adored by fans. Dave didn't just narrate the game, he wove in stories, history. He was a master of his craft. When he was alive I preferred to stay at home and listen to a game rather than go to the baseball park because listening to Dave was better than the real thing.
Well, I'm not a sports-minded guy but kudos to you! What a great poem with great insights. God bless you.
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Thank you whonu, and blessings to you as well. I am glad you enjoyed this poem.
Nice tribute to a great sport, my friend. Blessings. whonu
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