J.R. RICHARD
Could’ve thrown the hardest Opening Day First Pitch in Baseball History.
First Pitch of the Season
By Bill McCurdy
March 26, 2015
He raises both arms
Right hand to left glove
He grips the fresh ball
Caressing with love
He holds fast the roar
As he pauses to grip
Like a marbled Adonis
The wheel of his ship
Awaiting a late sign
From the Captain of Crouch
He soon finds the signal
As his fingers branch out
Controlling the ball
Begins with the grip
But includes body rhythm
Speed and place of each trip
The pitcher rares back
As his left leg kicks high
Then the left leg steps forward
As the right arm flies by
And when he lets go
Of the little white ball
It sails on toward home
On its own special call
To rise, sink, or curve
High, low, in or out
Even sometimes to flutter
What’s that all about?
As the right leg falls forward
With the release of the ball
The pitcher now braces
Awaiting – that’s all
Ball, strike, or in play
The deed has been done
First pitch now delivered
The season’s begun
Tags: First Pitch: A Poem
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