His five-hundreth victim -
A name for trivia lovers;
The pitch, number nine,
A full-count slider,
Tossed nine days after
His Mets debut.
His swat -his first hit as a Met-
A gloved surprise for a bleacher buyer;
The media's momentum magnifying
The threesome's moment;
The catch worth bats, balls, jerseys,
The gifts of a Major League man
Whose dreams were now just memories,
Whose blast could not revive the past -
Only stir the present.
Spitball
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