The Shelling.

After being rocked to and fro, Billy came back in the second with smoke!

The rookie was scared 😱 wouldn’t ya; Yankee Stadium 🏟 and he’d been shelled! Gave up 3 runs including a home 🏃‍♀️, his stomach had been at his very throat. He’d almost puked 🤮 and tell ya da truth, a little bit of both ends spit a lil bit. Jajaja; please mister reporter don’t go telling no one. I’d be so embarrassed ya know my mama ✝️ we’s poor Southern folks. Salt 🧂 of da eart’ Dey says in da store. I don’t know 🤔 much about dem tings’ I knows how to play baseball ⚾️ mister it’s the best game sir, I’ll tell ya me and da boys we love to play everyday, over by the homestead.

As he peered in for the caycher’s sign, Billy realized that he was pitching in New York City 🌃!! Dag! Ma and Pa I know dey proud of me. Stop you fool! Get your self together you Are pitching in Yankee stadium Son,

Billy realized that Papa’ was in his mind. Deep sigh,

He took the sign, reared back, torqued his torso like Tiant and lifted his left leg 🦵 to the 🌌 Marichal and Nolan

Ryan-like way high 99mph fastball so freakin sweet, Say 👋 Hey, Kid! Took the bait, hook and switch. Smiled and tipped his 🧢, baseball royalty; Billy wanted to 😢 but instead he jumped for joy as he had gotten the Great Say Hey to miss his pitch the One Who Blew The Mighty Casey Too!

Billy a simple kid with out a hitch,

Just said, Cada cinco Dias cuenten conmigo!

Published by theexiledexhorter

Retired NYC High School History Teacher from Washington Heights.I taught at G.W. H.S.( alumnus 1977), A. P. Randolph, MLK, Joan of Arc( Ms. Garrett, principal) and Wadleigh. Love jazz, r&b, Johnny Cash, Gil Scott Heron, Rubby Perez, Omega el fuerte and Frank Sinatra.

One thought on “The Shelling.

  1. The National pastime beisbol was the glue that kept me and my brothers and my Papa’ together. Growing up My father umpired most of my games. I was a catcher so he was always in my back! Jajaja


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