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I saw Eastmont Park early in the day reflected in the eyes of  young players,

ready for glory and full of baseball dreams.

I understand the joy  of playing baseball on bright and sunny days.

I understand the joy of winning and that losing with class is a better lesson than being victorious like a jerk.

Most of all I understand dignity.

Screaming , chanting, yelling.

Parents,

Loudly,

Disrupting,

All these baseball dreams.

I left Eastmont Park at the end of the day.

Loud and disrespectful people spread out on the covered bleachers, 

frightened children spread out on the field, being reminded it was only noise.

Riding home I was disappointed, ready for sleep and the renewal of those baseball dreams.

T.S.Deary

P.A.F.M.