We had a very good game and our team won

Some people throw left-handed And others from the right, But it doesn't really matter When the ball is up in flight. What really is important Is the batter's ready stance So he can swing and strike the ball With just a lightning glance.
Yeeouw! Don't hit so hard!	To hit the ball a mighty crack Is every batter's aim, And keep it far from catching hands If you're to win the game
The other side will always try To stop the flying ball. For the quick and lively player It is not hard at all. But he must run and he must jump And never drop a catch If his strong team of players Is going to win the match.
	Now Grandpa plays a lively game, And sometimes hits the ball, But when he has to run for base He's not too quick at all. So fielders often run him out, Which makes him rather saddy. He would like to play a better game And do as well as Daddy
The trouble with our Grandpa is His big fat wobbly tummy Which stops him running quickly (Only half the speed of Mummy). She really is the best of players; Catching, running, throwing, Batting too, tremendous! And she's fairly good at sewing.
I am ready
To find out how it should be done And watch the expert play You must come to Brother's Baseball Camp Just drop in, any day. Then you will see our Matthew, With smile upon his face, Strongly batting every ball And running to First Base.