I Used To Like Baseball
Written By Wednesday Klevisha
Originally Posted in 2021
Up in my bedroom
I had a poster of
Nomar Garciapara
Name like a spell
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I was not a baseball fan
But my Dad loved it
And what he liked
I liked too
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When I was in little league
I joined the cubs
To find out exactly
What kind of cub I am
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I was the kind of cub
You put on the bench
Or let daydream
In Left Field
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I wanted to be friends
With everyone on the team
Which my teammates found
Rather annoying
-
From what I understood
All of that compassion
All of that comradery
I wanted it too much
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One day the coach grabbed my arm
And tore me away from my team
And took me to the outfield
Out of earshot
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He loomed over me
Breathing like a bear
His eyes hidden behind
Darkened lenses
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He showed me a dirty baseball
And gripped it in his fat fingers
Like he was choking it
For blood
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He spoke slowly and clearly
So I might not misunderstand
Though i did not understand
And he said these words to me
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I heard you were talking shit
About me
If I ever
Ever
Hear you talking shit
About me
Again
I will
Shove
This baseball
Down
Your throat
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A woman who saw me
Tears like Niagara Falls
Reported the cub master
For torturing one of his cubs
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When my dad found out
He asked me
What I did
to make my coach do that?
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So no, I don’t like baseball
anymore.
