Jose & Amy
"Jose Bautista!" The announcer shouted as your husband walked up to the plate.
He was selected to be in the Home Run Derby.
"That's my baby!" You screamed as loud as you could from the family section of the dugout.
Jose and you made up a secret sign.
Whenever he could hear you screaming for him, he would dig his left toe into the dirt and slide it back.
You looked at his foot and he did it, smiling in the process.
It was the final round of the derby, and it was between Jose and Giancarlo Stanton.
Giancarlo was very, very talented when it came to home runs, but you believed in your husband.
Giancarlo got five home runs this round. If Jose got six, he would win.
The first four swings earned him soaring homers, just like you expected.
Two balls came and went, resulting in two strikes.
The next ball came and he sent it into the crowd.
You screamed and clapped, hoping he could send just one more ball into the stands.
The next four balls came as strikes, meaning he had one last chance.
As he positioned himself, you yelled words of encouragement.
"I believe in you Jose! We be-lieve. We be-lieve. We be-lieve!" You chanted over and over.
The crowd eventually joined in.
Jose dug his left shoe into the ground, slid it back, and swung his bat as hard as he could.
The bat crumbled in his hands.
The ball kept going and kept going. And went some more after that.
"Out of the park!" The announcer screamed.
You screamed at the top of your lungs and sprinted out on the field, jumping on your husband.
"You did it!" You yelled.
"All because of you, Amy. I love you baby," he said as he leaned down and kissed you.
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