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Baseball
The great game of baseball has some stars and other players less well-known. Those who are best of all buy big cars, big houses, their wild oats are sown. The game is loved by all. We sit in hot, sweltering bleachers to see a grown man hit a ball to nine men wanting to get out number three. Some players just pinch hit as a fan catches the ball when bat hits wood. When you think about it where else can three hits in ten at bats be good?
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