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AS THE GAME "BREAKS."

Mulligan "catches the ball on the snout;"
It's just where he likes it; he smashes it out.
Biff—on the trade-mark—it whirls like a shot;
They're yelling and cheering all over the lot.
A shout, then a groan from the well-crowded stands;
The drive travels straight to the outfielder's hands.
Two feet to the left or two feet to the right
And Mulligan's swat would have captured the fight.
Just a matter of inches from out of the line
Changed him from a "star" to a "mutt" and a "shine."
Just two stingy feet—aye, there is the rub—
He didn't hit safe, so they called him a dub.

Pat Flaherty gets one that isn't his kind,
But he closes his orbs and he swings at it blind.
'Twas a weak-sister swat and not one-half as stout
As the one which poor Mulligan "slammed on the snout."
Yet the bleachers arose with a yelp and a screech
As it twisted just out of an infielder's reach.
It broke up the game, and yet only two feet
Closer in and the tap would have been easy meat;
Just a matter of inches—a bit farther down—
Changed him from a "dub" to a "star" of renown;
Just two pesky feet, but it ended the game,
So they plastered a new-made cigar with his name.

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