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Anthony Volpe - spark

Couldn't weight the love I got for the girl

Life had been shitty recently. Well life had been shitty for a while. Her family had decided that she should be cut off from everything. Because she did not get into the college they wanted her to. She was struggling and it always seemed to be about them.

Things had been going against her.  That was until yesterday. She ran into this old man. He needed help walking to the Yankee stadium and she helped him the entire way. He explained he usually went with his son but he passed away. She ended up giving the older man her number and said if he ever needed help walking she would come.

That's how she ended up sitting dugout for the Yankees. She didn't know anything about baseball, she was just here to help the man. But she didn't mind it. He helped her understand the game.

"So 3-2 is a full count?" She asked puzzled.

The older man laughs and nods patting her shoulder. "Yes! See young lady your learning!"

She smiles a bit. It felt nice, he felt like a father figure. She never did this with her parents. Bonding moments. It was always rough between everyone. She was a scapegoat of the family. Everything got put on her. She never had a moment where she felt a spark. She felt. alive. But right now she felt happy.

"So who is he? Is he any good?"

"That's volpe! He was my son's favorite. He's the shortstop." When the man so her lost face he couldn't help but JSUT start laughing. "It's the man who plays in the middle of 2nd and 3rd base." She just nods her head.

"So is he good?"

The man looks to the field and watches as he strikes out. "He was in the start. But he's been slumping."

She watches as a few fans start booing him. To which she stands up and claps as loud as she can. "ITS ALRIGHT VOLPE YOU GOT THIS!!" She smiles as she turns back to the older gentleman. 

"You're getting the hang of it! I'll make a Yankee fan of you yet."

What she didn't expect was the catch the attention of Anthony volpe.

When he came back up to bat she stood up and started clapping. "What should I say?" She asks the man who JSUT smiles at her.

"Just cheer him on. Show support."

She just nods her head. "YOU GOT THIS VOLPE!!!" She pauses thinking for a moment. "SMASH THAT BALL?? She yells more like a question to which a few fans laugh at but she shrugs.

When volpe slapped a ball into the gap she started jumping. "THATS A GOOD THING RIGHT?!?!" She asks not masking her excitement. 

He laughs nodding his head. "Yes it's a good thing!"

What she and her friend, if you could call him that, were not expecting was volpe to turn to the part of the dugout they where sitting at and make a bat motion signally no he smashed the ball. She started laughing at him and turned to the older man and just smiled about what had happened.

At the end of the game, the Yankees won 5-2. Just before she could leave she heard someone yelling hey behind her. She turns to see Anthony volpe standing at the mesh. "Thanks for cheering." He says shyly a smile taking over his features.

She chuckles. "No problem, I had no clue what was happening. Just wanted to support you I guess. Go baseball!" She says as she throws up a fist. She had to admit. That was the STUPIDEST thing she's ever said but when she heard that laugh. That beautiful. Gorgeous, rich laugh. She didn't mind her stupidity that much.

"Listen maybe you'd want to go eat?"

She puts a finger to her chin. "Only if Al can join us."

"Who is Al?" He asked completely puzzled.

"The only reason I'm here!" She says in a 'duh' tone as she points to the older gentleman.

The man next to her was starstruck. She could tell he was thinking about his son right now. This was his favorite player. "It's okay sweetie, I can find my way home. Enjoy yourself."

She quickly shakes her head no. "No I can take you home if that's where you want to go, but either way I'm getting food."

That's how she found herself having dinner with Anthony volpe, and Al. And she wouldn't have traded this moment for the world. Seeing him tear up as he told him about his late son. And that's when she saw it. That glow. The light catching his eyes.

The spark.

UHHH I MISS VOLPES SPARK OKAY. PLEASE I NEED HIM TO BE HAPPY.