It’s hard to explain what it’s like
The smell of the air
The heat waves over the crowd
The fresh cut grass
A flat beer and a hotdog
Maybe a pretty girl or two
All of it ever so trivial
When it comes down to just us
Toe to toe in a 12 round boxing match
Except our punches come at 90 MPH
Who will win?
Regardless...
I suppose it’s always a beautiful day
For some baseball