One Slip Too Late: Difference between revisions

|prequote=That game felt like any other game...

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|patients={{Plainlist|

* [[Lucky|Maximo "Lucky" Jonronero]]

* [[Miner]]

* [[Logan]]

* [[Hailey]]

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|preclear=Patient began reflecting on his initial injury and his rushed heartbeat worsened. Treat carefully.

|-|After Clear=

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|I started my career as a pitcher. I was damn good at it.

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|But in my heart...I knew I didn't want to be put into a box like that.

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|I knew I had what it took to be a homerun hitter.

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|Coach said no. I pushed back, trained hard, and proved him wrong.

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|Once he gave me a chance at bat...I became a star. Until I finally pushed my body past its breaking point.

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|I insisted on pitching the full game. At bat, I was driving in runs.

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|Coach thinks I'm a show-off, and wanted me off the field. But at the bottom of the ninth, I knew we'd lose if we weren't perfect.

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|My body was screaming at me to stop, but I pushed on. Just needed one homerun to end it.

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|I nailed it. But a second later, I felt agonizing pain.

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|I kept a smile on, for the crowd, long enough to round the bases. After that, I don't remember a thing.

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|Anyway, sorry for rambling. Thanks for, uh...being such a good listener.

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== Lyrics ==

<poem style="background-color: #faf7ed; padding: 1em;">

[Verse 1]

Too tough, too rough on my rotator cuff

Low weights, rehab, I've had enough

Take me back to my dreams

Before the sun set on me

Now when they call my name

All my pride has turned to shame

One slip, too late, three strikes, for me

I've always been the one you could count on

Close my eyes, count to ten,

Could you take me back to then...

Take me back to my dreams

before the best was in the past

Now I'm gone

</poem>

== History ==

== Trivia ==

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