The swing of the bat. The crack of the ball,
She makes the catch and takes the fall.
She raises her and and reveals her glove,
Inside, is a gift from above.
She made that catch that won the game,
Teammates running and yelling her name.
They gather around, crying through the night,
Knowing how hard they had to fight.
It's not one person that makes the team,
But it's the whole team that makes the person.
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