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Twins 5, Royals 0
2007-09-01 15:35
by Ember Nickel

Thirteen runs scored; one game already played.
"The hitters must be tired." With a grin
The arrogant hope legend will be made
Shines just a little brighter. "Just" a win
Cannot compare to witnessing that which
Cannot be mentioned. But those immature
Dreams, as they're dubbed, are silenced. The first pitch
Comes in. Nobody can be really sure
What will take place. In center field, beset
By controversy for having refused
To come to the groundbreaking: Hunter. Yet
The fact he might not be there when it's used
(It being the new stadium) now seems
Irrelevant, for his field is right there.
The game goes on, between the diverse teams,
But the word "gardener" for once seems fair
To describe an outfielder. Still, the Ks
Rack up as well. The Twins get their first hit
And quickly score. The constant flows of plays
Move the game onward. Voices skirting It
Yell wordlessly. The count is three and one.
Silence falls, but quickly becomes a roar.
United, hopeful, we've already won.
Three outs are nothing next to twenty-four.

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