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Injured leg, sprained right arm.

There was no hope left for the great 23.

Up to the base, hearing the crowd chatter;

not even introduced as the very last batter.

Hands gripped tightly on the bat, looks up at the night sky;

sweat dripping down his forehead,

oh what a night.

Sees the ball coming towards him,

at lightning speed.

Feels adrenaline rushing,

as he does a great deed.

Hears the crescendo of screams,

as the ball flies high.

A big roar breaks out, and chaos awakens;

the crowd is astounded by this great of a hit.

Kirk Gibson the Great, breaks off into a run.

Runs with all his might,

to the base he calls home;

in such dark of a night.

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Major League Baseball player,

Always did the impossible,

Bottom of the last inning,

Two outs,

Injured,

Hurting ,

In pain,

Goes up to bat,

Happy,

Excited,

Thrilled,

Home run

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4th game

Three outs

The dodger fans always shout

Up walks number 23

Who happens to have a swollen knee

Kirk Gibson's in so much pain

Yet he know he has to play the game

He gets ready to swing

Even though he has a bad hamstring

The ball is pitched

His muscles twitch

And he makes it to home plate

While injured, nobody thought he could make a play this great.

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The Man that Made a team Considered Supreme (Nick Pita

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The Man that Made a team Considered Supreme (Nick Pita

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On the 19th of October

In the year 1988,

The term comeback,

Was forever changed.

A man named Kirk played for a team,

A team that wanted to be very supreme.

In baseball, the team reached the grand finale,

A wall was hit, a team considered greater,

Faced up against the team that Kirk loved greatly.

Intense game after intense game went on,

On game four though, everything changed,

The team considered greater was on the verge of winning,

Hoping to tie the series up at two to two.

The team Kirk loved was down 4-3

At the bottom of the ninth inning.

Injured, tired, Kirk went up to the plate,

Knowing he could still beat the team considered greater,

As the first ball thrown, he fouled, slightly missing the heavens, he greatly strived for

As the second ball was thrown, it was hit far out of bounds,

With no chance of ever being found

The third pitch was thrown,

The ball went up,

as if it were graced the heavens,

And went down into the crowd,

Looking up from his view of the floor,

He looked at the ball,

Fall right into the crowd standing behind the diamond

And forever changed the comeback,

Kirk had come over a mighty deficit,

And help guided his team,

To be considered supreme.

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4th game of the series

2 outs

Injured leg

Hurt arm

Playing against Oakland A's

Crowds cheering

Stepping up to the plate

Pushing through pain

Ready

Kirk Gibson hit an impossible home run.

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Clatter chatter

Pitter patter

Banging clanging

Overhanging

Up to bat

He hit the ball

With injured legs

And a hand for all

He made a run

And went to home

He did, the impossible

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A game like no other

Bottom of the 9th with 2 outs

The pitcher gives a walk

The one and only comes up

The crowd is going wild

First pitch, foul

Again, foul

With 2 strikes

Theres that one pitch

Prefect for Kirk

His body moves in one motion

The ball and the bat meeting at home plate

The ball is  going high and higher

Then it falls

It's a walk off home run

And the crowd goes crazy

Gibson running the bases in excitement

And the dodgers goes home with a win

But Kirk goes with a bigger win

- Justin Gil

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The Impossible had Happened (James Matulich

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The Impossible had Happened (James Matulich

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The man was injured,

But he went up to bat

As they watched they endured

It was nothing but that

He swung at two pitches

The thought we could not dismiss

The crowd needed some stitches

For they both wee a miss

What they saw they refused

The others team's hearts darkened

They were all confused

For the impossible had happened

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Vin,

He stepped up to the plate,

The pitcher did not wait,

Flying fast,

The ball was foul

Yet from the stands came more howls

Strike one,

The pressure weighs a ton,

Strike two,

He must give his all or none

Three balls, two strikes,

Too hurt to play,

Yet he gets the one he likes,

Improbable,

Impossible,

A roll of the dice,

His hit was more than nice,

Bam!

The stadium is alight,

With the sparks of the night,

The game winning hit,

And the crowd doesn't miss a bit

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It's 1988,

Kirk is up to the plate,

9th inning,

Thinking there's no chance of winning.

Just hit another foul,

But not turning in the towel,

Getting ready,

Pressures heavy.

Everyone is wowed,

As the ball goes to the crowd

The game is done,

We have won.

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An Improbable Impossibility (Katie Callahan

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An Improbable Impossibility (Katie Callahan

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Nothing is impossible.

Nothing is predictable.

The crowd swarms,

Murmurs fill the air.

Kirk Gibson,

Injured in both legs,

Reaches the plate,

Bat in hand.

He reaches first base,

Ball in air.

The yellow pole signifies,

Foul ball.

Pitch number two,

Fast as light,

Crosses the line,

Foul ball.

Hearts racing,

Tension in the crowd,

Turns to roars,

And astonishment.

The impossible has been achieved.

A home run for Kirk Gibson.

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Ode to Kirk Gibson
Injured man, number 23,

Doing the impossible, you will soon see,

Kirk Gibson, up to plate,

Only hoping his hit won't be late.

Two outs, one more chance,

Looking at the ball, took a glance.

Hits the ball, gets a home run,

For the team he has done a ton.

The ball has such a large height

It managed to hit the light.

You hear the fans begin to cheer

Some may even start to tear.

Hopefully he will soon heal

As Kirk Gibson has just done the unreal.

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Aching Pain in his legs

A struggle to get to home base.

He puts his shoulder up slowly and raises the bat

Kirk waits for the ball

He grins in anticipation

As the ball is speeding at him like a raging bull

He swings...

Everyone is thinking is it gone ?

It's a foul

Kirk reloads like a pistol

Ready for the next pitch

The ball is pitched

He swings and it's a foul.

Kirk repositions himself for the next and maybe final pitch

He sweats, his pain grows larger, and he focuses clearly just on the ball

The ball is pitched

He swings

The crowd follows the ball like a bird in the sky

It's a home run !

The crowd goes wild.

In that moment he is number one.

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Crowd cheers,

Don’t have fear,

Your head must clear,

Hit that ball,

Home run calls,

Run run,

You are the one,

Everyone burst,

You were first,

Have fun,

You have won.

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Blinded by the light,

Deafened by the sound of the crowd cheering,

With each step comes pain,

Up to bat,

Hearts beating so loud you can hear them,

Pressure begins eating away at the team,

Everyone is counting on Kirk,

He's ready,

The ball is thrown,

It's a hit,

Foul,

Pain becoming worse,

Trying again,

Everyone is counting on him,

The ball is thrown,

It's a hit,

Foul again,

Last time,

The ball is thrown,

Everyone watching the ball,

Going,

Going,

Going,

A home run!

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The injuries hurt,

But that's not enough to stop Kirk

The position he's in gives great pressure

With his chances of success getting lesser and lesser

As two strikes climb upon him

Nothing compares to his shaking limbs

As he swings the ball soars high

Straight toward the night sky

The ball goes over the wall

When it's his turn to run the bases he doesn't stall

You can see his teammates smiles get brighter and brighter,

Brighter than the stadium light he just shattered

- Katie Croxall

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Two outs.

Bottom of the ninth.

Kirk Gibson

Number 23 steps up to the plate.

Confidently.

Injured.

Deep hit to the right side.

Foul ball.

Second hit straight up.

Foul ball.

Zero balls.

Two strikes.

Deep hit.

Home run.

Limps around the bases.

Celebrates with his team.

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Injured form both legs,

All odds against him

That did not stop him

Who is this man ?

The name is Kirk Gibson

It was the bottom of the 9th

Number 23 was up to bat

First hit was a foul

Second hit was a foul

On the third hit he tries his best

And with a home run, he brings the trophy to the west.

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Kirk Gibson,

Whatta guy

He's hurt, he's injured

But he still makes the cut

He swings that bat

He hits that ball

One time,

Foul

Two times,

Foul

Three times,

…

The home run of his life,

the hit of the game

With his knee swollen

And his legs almost broken

He hits the home run

Makes the improbable,

the impossible, possible

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Trying hard to succeed

With a hard injury,

The pressure hits you

And the ball does miss you,

You can't lose your hope

You have to persevere,

Everyone watches as the ball is pitched,

This is the moment

You show your talent,

The crowd roars with joy

The ball was hit, yards away

it was one lucky day

You proved your talent,

Left everyone speechless,

That's how you persevere

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To hurt to play,
But ends up being the hero of the day,
Did he just win the game,
And gain the fame,
And he wraps it up,
with a poetic yup

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4th game of the series

Bottom of the 9th

2 outs

The crowd.

Cheering, Screaming, Booing,

The pitcher.

Focusing, Preparing, Throwing

Kirk Gibson.

Gripping, timing, swinging

Everyone.

Watching, Hoping, celebrating

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4th game of the series,
Bottom of the Ninth,
Two outs
The Crowd
Cheering,
He was hurt,
Arms exhausted
Injuried
Two outs,
Two strikes,
He swings,
Homerun

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Bottom of the ninth,
Two outs,
Walk,
Next up to bat
Number 23
Kirk Gibson,

Legs throabing,
Arms exhausted,
Head hurting,

Pitch one,
Just missed it

Pitch two,
Foul

Pitch three,
Gone

Zero to hero,
In seconds

-Ian Michel

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Injured
Two outs
coming up to the plate
At the bottom of the 9th inning
Ready to bat
Hearing constant screams
Light glaring in his face

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He was hurt
Two outs in
Two strikes in
He swung
And got a
Homerun

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Kirk Gibson

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With an injured hamstring
he steps up to the plate
Trying hard to concentrate

Crowd roaring
Fans cheering

Ask he swing his bat
he falls flat

Foul

He perseveres
He doesn't not want to let down his peers

Foul

Losing hope
He takes a swing
And bang

The impossible has been done
With no hesitation he begins to run

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It was the bottom of the ninth,
There were two outs on the scoreboard.
Injured Kirk Gibson was ready to bat.

He stepped onto the plate.
He raised his bat ready to swing.
The first pitch came,
Foul.

Fans gasped,
Before Gibson knew it the second pitch came,
It zoomed past him.
Strike 2.

The crowd grew worried would he get a hit?
Then the third pitch was ready to be thrown.
He made contact, it made a huge Crack!
Then a Crash!

Kirk hit a home run.
It had crashed into the light.
He ran the bases as the crowd shrieked in joy.
Kirk Gibson had won the game!

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4th game of the season,
Bottom of the ninth,
Two outs,
Kirk Gibson number 23 up to bat, Injured,
People not expecting much.

First pitch,
Foul,
Second pitch,
Foul,
Two strikes,
Almost all hope lost,
But then,
Crack!

The ball went flying,
Everyone cheered,
Kirk Gibson had won the game.

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Ode to Kirk Gibson

See that ball,
Watch it fall.
Hitting the ground,
With out any bounds.

Kirk was great,
It was almost like fate.
Even with pain,
He got fame.

He is a star,
And has come so far.
I can't wait to see,
Another ball fly free.

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The natural,
bottom of the ninth,
2 outs,
number 23 up to bat,
foul ball,
running back to the plate,
it's his pitch,
a homerun hasn't been hit since august,
he takes his swing,
the crowd watches to see if it will go over,
the ball is whistling through the air,
it's over,
the crowd goes wild,
The Dodgers have won the world series,
Number 23,
Kirk Gibson,
The impossible is no longer impossible