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Eighteen to zip, all Dodger blue The pitcher's turn to bat D-backs pinch-hit, there's no one in the pen. Bob Brenly says, "I've used four guys, Don't want to waste one more." That's when the old first-baseman waves his hand.
Left-hander Grace comes in to pitch With Reboulet to bat Mike Fetters-like Grace scowls toward the plate He makes his pitch, a fly to right. "Hey Sutcliffe, this ain't hard! I threw one pitch and now there's one away!" CHORUS A ground ball, foul, Up high, a ball A fly to shallow left Ruan's retired, Grace got the first two out. Now up comes Ross, the pitch, it's gone His first big-league home-run Off Grace (not something great to brag about) CHORUS Now Houston's up, outside, a ball. He fouls off strike one, A wicked breaking ball, he takes strike two A pitch outside, another high. Pop up to shallow right, And that's the third out, now the inning's through
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