Diamond Debut

Imagine the thrill of his face when he swings
The thrill of the crowd when he slides
Imagine him standing inside the lines
Awaiting the ball as it glides
Picture the set as his feet square to bunt
The pitcher’s eyes as he rotates his arm
Picture them without the other eight men
Left alone to defend the diamond’s charm
Close in on the coach as he steps to stand
The hush of the players nearby
Close in on the way he signs with his hand
Creating music or art only few understand
Imagine the noise elevating inside
When a full count’s just about to end
Imagine being the one taken for a ride
By a hitter so powerful he won’t be denied