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Baseball Boy Watches Baseball

“I am the Baseball Boy,” I declared proudly while witnessing a minor league baseball game being played by the Nashville Sounds, an Oakland Athletics Triple-A Affiliate, at the brand new ballpark, The First Tennessee Park, in Nashville, the capital of TN, the 16th state to join the Union in 1796 only later to join the Confederacy in 1861 then back to the Union after the war.
After my self-appointed nickname was gifted into the earholes of the Sounds game attendees, I witnessed no objections. So it has been said, so it shall be. I am the Baseball Boy.
Turning my attention to the on-field action, I became affixed on the baseball itself. The pitcher throws it. The catcher catches it. Or the hitter hits it. And the fielders catch it. Sometimes the fielder then throws it to other fielders to try to get the hitter, who is now a runner, out. If the hitter hits it out of play, it is either a foul ball, or a home run ball. In that case, it is up to the fans to catch it.
I am a fan. I am always …