The game was tied, 6-6. It was the bottom of the sixth, 2 outs, man on second. Championship game. Little ol me, all 85 pounds of me, 9th in the lineup, steps up to the plate. Must have fouled off 6, 7 pitches. Just give me one low and inside, bitch. Next pitch: fastball, low and inside. BOOM! Cracked it right over the centerfielders head. Game over. I'm the hero.