One Play

I was born in San fransisco California. Ive loved there all my life. I played sports there, all the way up to the pros. I made it to the MLB, I now play for the san fransisco giants, or at least i used to.
the dream became a reality, the 2009 MLB draft going first overall to my hometown team, i was predicted to be the next Nolan Ryan. Flashback to two months ago, one play, just one play ends my rookie season of 23 wins as a starter, a world series champion, one more out. the count is 3-2  3 balls 2 strikes, and im up against my boyhood idol, Derek Jeter.
Jeter is retiring at the end of the season, the best in baseball leaving the game he loves like i do, to the future stars and legends. 3 balls 2 strikes, one more ball and the yankees can win the game with the next batter , one more strike and i become a hero. My catcher drops 3 fingers, and i know hes telling me for my slider. I agree, i wind up and slip, i hit derek jeter, and walk him. Robinson Cano comes home since the bases were loaded, the games tied 4-4, the yankees are in winning position. Alex Rodriguez is up and my catcher calls for a fastball, this one pitch, ends my life. i throw the ball, straight down the plate, and A-rod being A-road cranks it out of the park. a 2 run home run 6-4 Yankees win there 27th world series.
Ive cost my team the world series, and the fans are ripping into me yelling at me, throwing stuff at me as i head for the locker room. "choke", ''Nolan Ryan who?", Some saviour you are F#$!$#.
The 40 year curse, the curse of willie mayes last game as a giant, our last world series win, lives on, i think to myself as i walk into the tunnel, how can i live in my hometown after this,  Will i ever play again.

The Russian Rocket

As i entered Rogers arena on saturday night, everything was different. everyone was in a good mood, even though we lost the night before. there was something similar about all the fans, everyone had a pavel bure jersey on, including myself. The russian rockets famous number 10 was going were it belonged, up in the rafter along with the other 3 canucks legends, Smyl, Linden, Naslund, now Bure.I was still to young to realize Bure was on the ice back when he played, but when Bure entered the arena, and onto the ice, I was in an awe. 
The man who scored two 60 goal seasons, the man who could skate, and score like no other NHL player, the vancouver canucks 1st true superstar. Watching his historic highlights during the ceremony was a teary moment for everyone, all the great things he has done for us, all the iconic moments from his infamous first shift against the original winnipeg jets, to his series clinching goal against the calgary flames in 94 the first round of the famous stanley cup run, memories that will last a lifetime for all,they have meant everything to him, until now. canuck nation gave back to him, they gave pavel bure what he deserved, immortality.  along with the 3 other canucks legends, and every retired number of every player in the NHL, Pavel Bure gets Immortal status. as his number 10 rises to the rafters, Bure along with the 18,000 plus fans in rogers arena watch as The Russian Rocket takes its last flight, the flight to Immortality. 

Sun

The sun rises every morning and stays all day.
it brightens my day, even when im feeling down.
It gives light when im playing on the pitch.

till tomorrow

the sun