It took Jared a moment to understand what had happened; it took the crowd a moment too. He could tell because there was about half a second of silence - well, that was how he remembered it later. He was sure it hadn't really happened that way, since a ballpark even on its half-empty days was too boisterous a place for any real hush to fall. What he was really remembering, probably, was the feeling of reverence as the startled crowd watched the ball travel straight back over the pitcher's head and just keep going, one of those shots so true and beautiful that it could bring tears to your eyes, almost
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You're extremely kind. Thank you - I was never happy with that passage, since I think my secret baseball heart, which is embarrassingly obvious throughout the story, was especially exposed there, but I appreciate the compliment very much.
I'm still so embarrassed that you're reading this. Feel free to skip the sex parts. I wish I could have.
You might not notice it sometimes, but I love this game. I'll never love anything else like that. I've never been as good at it as I wanted to be. And now, well, now I'm not even as good as I used to be That hurt, with that glimpse of Jensen's helpless smile as everyone ran up to congragulate him after his home run.
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I liked that turn of phrase.
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I'm still so embarrassed that you're reading this. Feel free to skip the sex parts. I wish I could have.
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