Bernie, his heart almost still, kept his eyes on the ball as it came in, straight as a string. It was heading down the pipe. He swung. Crack! He felt a faint electric shock as the bat connected. He saw the ball streak over second for a hit. Dropping his bat, he bolted for first. The crowd roared as Fred crossed the plate. Bernie stood on the bag with both feet. He felt proud, happy. It’s my lucky day, he thought. It has to be. I’m usually a lousy hitter. The Ranger fans groaned as Dick grounded out. One more out and the game would go to the Coronas. Then Arnie walked, advancing Bernie to second. “Drive it, Deke!” yelled Arnie. Deke drove it, a piping-hot double over third base. Bernie ran to third and then home as if his shirttail were on fire. Arnie came in behind him, sliding safely over the plate a fraction of a second ahead of the shortstop’s throw.
What do You think about The Submarine Pitch (2009)?
