Babe Ruth: A Short Story

It was the bottom of the ninth, and the Yankees are currently up to bat. There are men on second and third base, yet only one out in the inning. One of our best pitches on the Cardinals roster this year, which was 1930. Jesse Haines was closing the game today. We were currently winning by one run, the score is 3-2 and all we have to do is hold them and the game is ours. Nevertheless, with our luck, Babe Ruth steps up to the plate. He is not a force to be looked down on, with his .359 batting average and his 153 RBI’s this season (Batting average is simply the number of times you get on base with a hit divided by the number of at-bats you have. RBI’s stand for runs batted in). Not to mention that he’s 6’2” and 215 pounds, just straight intimidating. Babe steps up to the plate and gives the pitcher a nasty look, spits out his chew, and widens his stance. Haines winds up for the pitch and fires one right down the pipe. Babe couldn’t refuse, took the penetration step, …show more content…
I walked outside the tall brick building to see the city of New York flowing at a constant rate. I walked down the stairs to the edge of the curb where a taxi was conveniently waiting for me. As soon as I jumped in the cab, the driver turns around quickly and asks,”Where ya heading young fella?” in a perky voice. I told him,”Yankee Stadium please!”. I was starting to get butterflies in my stomach because I was about to meet Babe Ruth and actually practice with the one and only. It seemed as if the taxi ride took forever, when it only took 15 minutes. Could’ve been faster but the cab driver complained to me about the traffic this morning. As we passed through the city, I was amazed on how many people were wandering around. Some were just standing around, while others were dressed up in suits and hurrying along. I have never seen this type of diverse