Simon Birch
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Strike three!
You're out, batter.

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October 30, 1964.
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Our team was getting beaten
badly by Horseshoe Bay.

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This wasn't an altogether
uncommon occurrence,

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but on this particular day,
for no particular reason,

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Coach Higgins decided to pack it in,
so we could all go home.

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It was a decision that would haunt
the poor man for the rest of his life.

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Simon!
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You're up.
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Come on, Simon. Come on.
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Just make contact with the ball.
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Oh, no.
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Simon, swing away.
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- What?
- You heard me. Swing the bat.

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- Yes, sir.
- All right, set 'em up
and knock 'em down.

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You got it, Simon.
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Pitch this one home.
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Ball... one.
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Simon.
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- Swing the bat.
- It was too high.

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Come on, Simon.
You can do it.

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- Send it over the fence.
- Be sure to let go of the bat,
so you don't go with it.

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All right. Let's go.
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- Ball... two.
- Simon.

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Swing the bat. Swing.
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- I'm picking my pitch.
- Ah, for Christ's sakes.

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Rebecca!

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