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As I rise from the bench, my heart starts to pound. II am up to bat, the pitcher is on the mound Bottom of the ninth The score is tied. I just hope he does not pitch it inside. I creep to the batters box, frightened as a newborn. If I fail to get a hit here, It is me the team will scorn. My entire body shakes, as I take my... More..

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