I could feel it.
the breath of my ancestors breathing down my neck.
The honor of my family was at stake, and this was my chance to earn it back.
I could hear the cold chilling beat of my heart, amp with anticipation, as I made my way down through the dismal hallway of fate.
A single path of light before me, signalling the end of my long journey.
Millions of eyes, thousands of souls, staring at me in awe; beating down my very presence as I made my way to the center of the world.
Cold winds lapping around me as I found myself cornered by the devil spawn summoned in order to dim my shining moment.
I was at long last subdued, but not before causing millions to weep as they observed my gallant charge through the holy land.
Only one thing remained, a simple question, yet it still haunts me to this very day:
Was I just another guy running through a baseball game naked?