Softball Poem??

[NumeroUno]

Remember that poem that has gone around and around over the years.
I think is about the way you treat players on the field and how they feel when they strike out or make a mistake.
If you have it can you PM it to me
Thanks

[SoCalASABlue]

Is it titled "A Ball Player's Prayer"?

[artomatic]

is it this one?

Alone At The Plate

She pulls on the helmet, picks up the bat
And walks to the plate, "Gotta hit and that's that".
The crowd starts to yell, the game's on the line,
Last inning, two outs, the score's nine to nine.
Dad yells,"Go get it," Mom wrings her hands,
Coach hollers, "Hit it!" but alone there she stands.

Heroes are made in seconds such as this,
But she's just a little girl, what if she should miss?
Years after this game's ended and she's little no more,
Will she remember the outcome or even the score?
No, she'll have forgotten if she was out, hit, or a run,
She'll only look back on her friends and the fun.

So cheer this girl on, alone with her fate;
Help her remember with fondness, this stand at the plate.
Spend your time wisely and help in her quest,
To be a hitter with confidence and always her best.
And when the game's over, this girl can stand tall,
For you helped her prepare to give it her all.

[GIMNEPIWO]

Even though in hindsight
Although you tried to do right
For your 10U daughter
And equiptment you bought her
Turns out you're a fool
She couldn't go in the pool

[Blind Squirrel]

There once was a pitcher from Nantucket,
Whose Dad spent free time on the bucket.
She'd pitch and she'd pitch,
'Till Dad looked like her bitch,
Then she'd pitch like crap in games and say ...
Sorry Dad, I tried.

I'll be at the Comedy Club all week. You've been a great crowd. Good Night.

John

[Sam]

Roses are red
and ready for pluckin
I'm out of high school
and ready for................college.

[Sftbll4ever]

[wpanther]

She stands at home plate with her heart pounding fast. The bases are loaded, the die has been cast. Mom and Dad cannot help her, she stands all alone, a hit at this moment would send her team home. The ball nears the plate, she swings and misses, there's a groan from the crowd with some boos and hisses. A thoughtless voice cries, "Strike out the bum!" Tears fill her eyes, the game's no longer fun. Remember, she is just a little girl who stands all alone. So open your heart and give her a break, for it's moments like this a woman you can make. Keep this in mind when you hear someone forget, she's just a little girl and not a woman yet.

[GIMNEPIWO]

So my DD surprised me
I believe it was Fall
I said lets take a walk
She said lets throw the ball

I grabbed up a pigskin
But it was half flat
She said how bout that one
Don't forget the bat

Her hands were so small
But I found an old glove
We spoke of the game
And hustle and love

This happened all Winter
So what the heck
When Springtime was here
She signed up for Rec

Her first Coach was awesome
And well knew the game
Little I knew
Many others were lame

So when I said finally
Enough was too sad
I could coach threw my a*s
And not do so bad

Years later we found out
Rec wasn't enough
She needed a challenge
It had to be tough

So travel presented
Play not so funny
But holy sh*t
It takes lotsa money

And her sisters would follow
The trail she blazed
I'm an old fart
But fuc*in' amazed

The years have wizzed by
As the trail end nears
I'm hoping for grandkids
More memories and beers

But for now we're happy
With what we grew
And this team of young women
And 23 U




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[Norcal Iceman]

So my DD surprised me
I believe it was Fall
I said lets take a walk
She said lets throw the ball

I grabbed up a pigskin
But it was half flat
She said how bout that one
Don't forget the bat

Her hands were so small
But I found an old glove
We spoke of the game
And hustle and love

This happened all Winter
So what the heck
When Springtime was here
She signed up for Rec

Her first Coach was awesome
And well knew the game
Little I knew
Many others were lame

So when I said finally
Enough was too sad
I could coach threw my a*s
And not do so bad

Years later we found out
Rec wasn't enough
She needed a challenge
It had to be tough

So travel presented
Play not so funny
But holy sh*t
It takes lotsa money

And her sisters would follow
The trail she blazed
I'm an old fart
But fuc*in' amazed

The years have wizzed by
As the trail end nears
I'm hoping for grandkids
More memories and beers

But for now we're happy
With what we grew
And this team of young women
And 23 U




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Good - I like it!