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MVP by Hugo Gini

It was a rivalry game against the Cardinals. Thee 9th inning, bases loaded, 2 outs, and the Cubs were down by one. The rookie, Rodriguez, was the last one to bat.

“Oh, no. It’s the rookie.”

“My Grandma can hit better than you!” screamed the fans.

“You can do this,” said coach Rich.

Rodriguez picked up his bat signed by Barry Bonds, and walked slowly to home plate.

“Easy out! Easy ou!” exclaimed the pitcher. All the outfielders moved in.

“Hey, batta batta,” sang the catcher. “Strike!” yelled the umpire.

“How about a bigger bat, pipsqueak?”

“Strike two!” the umpire howled. This could end the game.

“Now time to...” the catcher froze. CRACK! The ball flew in the air so high that you couldn’t even see it.

“Run! Run! Run!” the coach cheered. The fans clapped and screamed. Rodriguez ran while watching the ball.

His teammates cheered, “Lets Go! Lets Go!” running onto the field.

The ball was about to go over the fence, but just at the last second a fan from the other team pushed the ball away from the the stands. Rodriguez was only on second base.

“RUN!” shouted the coach.

“Throw it!” roared the pitcher. Rodriguez passed third base.

The fans yelled, “GO, GO, GO!”

The pitcher had the ball, and threw it to the catcher. Rodriguez slid, and dust flew everywhere. Everybody was quiet, you could of heard a pin drop, waiting for the umpires call.

“Safe!” the umpire screeched.

The whole team ran onto the field, picked up Rodriguez, and yelled,“MVP, MVP,MVP!”


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