short hop for the shortstop

to let myself go with hands and feet agile like Derek Jeter fielding ground balls that take me to my right I reach out the glove hand elevate and toss to first in time... well in time... light tapping on my shoulder... over there's a picture of a woman clinging a piece of silk sitting on top of a convertible how cliched an image... a glimpse of an MV from the eighties... allow me to go to go lonely is the heart like rigid cotton fabric what are you trying to say? If I skip enough and be on my toes at all times I'll be able to field any ground ball coming between second and third, line drives, even bloop flyballs that go up and up as I reach out over the shoulder and there I am with my back shining in the sun and the commentator goes he's got it he's got it!!