A loving grandson, takes his grandmother to her first baseball game. Every time a batter would come to the plate, she would yell out, "Run boy,run." No matter who it was, the batboy fetching a bat, or the umpire, brushing off home plate, she would yell, "Run boy,run."
Eventually, a batter came to the plate and drew a walk. No matter, she yelled,"Run boy,run."
Her grandson told her, "Grandma, he don't have to run, he's got four balls!"
She thought that over for a few seconds, then stood up and yelled."Strut,big daddy,strut."
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Eventually, a batter came to the plate and drew a walk. No matter, she yelled,"Run boy,run."
Her grandson told her, "Grandma, he don't have to run, he's got four balls!"
She thought that over for a few seconds, then stood up and yelled."Strut,big daddy,strut."