Play Ball!

I met a man who said to me
He'd never don a mitt,
Or throw a ball to second base
Or hit it with a stick.

He said it was an awful game
A bore, and slow as goo
He said all this and even more,
I swear to you it's true.

It's not that I'm a champion,
But I'll accept the call
And line up on the baseline
And heed the yell "play ball."

It's like this life we're living.
It isn't always fun.
You win some and you lose some.
They hit and steal and run.

But after every inning
The count goes back to naught
And once again you have the chance
To prove what you've been taught.

And as in 'The Beginning', it
continues to this day -
The rule that no one ever may
Up in the bleachers stay.