The MLB season opened on March 31st. Some fans will never give up on their favorite team—or favorite player.

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She wasn’t lonely—

I’d been past first base

and wasn’t the only

to show or to place.

Down hills toward her dale

then suddenly dumped.

There’d be no sale;

this player was umped!

She made her own calls

at strike two, not strike three,

saying “You’ll need more balls

before scoring with me!”

When she yelled “You’re Out!”

as I hoped for “You’re in!”

She left no doubt

of no yang for my yin.

She plays her own bookie

and scouts many teams,

but I was a rookie

in her headlight beams.

“You wide-eyed lost deer,”

(they were locked where they would),

“Hold onto my beer

while I dump you for good.”

So, back to the dugout—

I never reached hers.

For me, one more rout,

and the loss that infers.

She still isn’t lonely—

I still hope to play

though I’m not her only

fan watching each day.

By Ken Gosse

From: United States

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