a Perfect Moment

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Francis Niemiec English 101 Introduction to Composition Professor Larrivee 23 January 2012 A Perfect Moment Crocuses are starting to explode out of the ground. The return and smell of virescent grass fills the air. But on this frigid early may night we have snow falling. The night is like arctic air quiet, still, lonely but alive. Everyone arrives and crams together in the bleachers. Trying desperately to keep warm. Their exhales are like a cloud of smoke from a dragons murmurous breath. All showing up, for the first game of the season. I’m standing near the dugout, pacing back and forth as if I was a jittery cheetah stocking his prey. Viguorlosly watching and anticipating the twelve year old star studded righty pitcher. Kyle has already gone through his warm ups. He’s eagerly but patiently waiting to go to work. His opponent is stocky and filled with anxiousness, and fear. The lefty batter walks to the plate to take the first swing at district fives most feared pitcher. Fearfully he steps into the batter’s box, scrapping his feet along the white chalk outline. The leadoff hitter is trying to eliminate the back of the box, to get every advantage he can. Chris reluctantly steps deep into the batter’s box, tapping his bat on the outskirts of the plate. Now he’s waiting, waiting for judgment day, waiting for his fate. Like being king of the world on the top of the highest mountain, number 12 comes to his stance. Looks at his catcher, and gives the sign for his first pitch. As he comes to his set position, he takes a deep and unbent breath. Kyle stares intently down the plate. He focuses on the task at hand. With precise caution he goes over the batter who dares to oppose him. From experience and discipline he picks up on him trembling, sweeting, and covered in fear. Kyle
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