Brother In The Booth

The windows open

On a bright spring day

Sound of men shouting

“I’ll lead the way!”

 

He sits in a perch

High above ground zero

Admiring those preceding him

Most of them heroes

 

Scully and Costas, to name a few

His booming voice paints the view

 

“Hello everyone, my name is Benjamin Kelly.”

The nerves shooting through him

Circulating his belly

 

Sorting his papers

The microphone turns on

The batters steps in

His dream revs on

 

Through the innings we go

Batters stumped

Pitcher’s perfect

What never falters is his flow

 

Mid 7th we stretch

The 8th, we grind

The 9th shows all

All on his mind

 

Until the final catch

 

“And that’s the ball game!”

He shouts with joy

He now, no longer is a broadcasting boy

The top line reads St. Louis

5, 9, 0

The bottom reads Chicago

0, 0, 0 

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