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Baseball

ScatterBrain52 , sorry about the wait! And this wasn't exactly what you asked for, but I did my best. I was a little stumped. Hope you like it anyway!

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"Man, what I would give to go to a Giants game," Race said wistfully. He'd managed to convince Specs to read the article about the New York Giants' last game, and was now resting his chin in his palm as he imagined himself at one of the games.

"Well why don't ya go?" Mike asked, scratching his head.

"I don't got tickets else I would, brainless!" Race stated, knocking the younger boy's hat off of his head.

"Why don't you buy tickets?" Jojo suggested.

"Why didn't I think of that?" Race scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I don't have no fifty cents to watch baseball!"

"Fifty cents?" Crutchie gasped.

"I don't believe you," Romeo challenged, crossing his arms.

Race blinked as if offended. "You don't believe me?"

"Nah, youse full of hot air!"

"I'm right, ain't I, Specs?"

"Hmm?" Specs mumbled. He looked up at Race from the book that was balanced across his knobby knees.

"I'm right about the tickets, ain't I?"

"Sure, sure," Specs agreed.

"Told ya so," Race gloated. His lips slipped into a smug grin.

"Why would anyone pay a half dollar to watch a dumb game?" Ike asked. Fifty cents could buy two weeks of food!

"Baseball ain't dumb!" Race immediately defended the game.

"Well it ain't worth no fifty cents," Jojo agreed.

"How would you know? You never seen a game before."

"Neither have you!"

"Have too," Race said proudly, sticking his chest out. "When I turned ten back in April, Spot and me snuck into one of the Grooms' games."

"Really?" Crutchie's eyes widened and he moved closer to Race.

"You think I'd lie about something as important as baseball?" Race shook his head.

"It ain't that important," Romeo rolled his eyes.

"Is too!" Race argued. His cheeks were turning red as he glared at Romeo.

"Why do you like baseball so much?" Finch asked. "Is it fun? I don't even know how it's played!"

"Me neither," Crutchie added. "What about you Ike?"

Ike shrugged. "I don't have a half dollar to waste. I've never seen a game. I think you have to hit a ball sometimes."

"Youse all dumb," Race said sourly.

"Why don't you teach us?" Jojo suggested.

"That ain't a bad idea," Race mulled over the idea. His smile slowly returned and he nodded his head. "I can teach you."

"Great!" Crutchie said excitedly. "So Race, how do you play?"

Race began, explaining all about the different positions and where they stood. His friends tried to keep up, but there was too much information coming at them too quickly.

"The catcher sits behind the batter and catch the ball if the batter misses. The batter can miss three times before theyse out."

"Out?" Mike asked.