THE CREED BELOW
This is my batters helmet. There are many like
it, but this one is mine.
My batters helmet is my best friend. It is my life.
I must master it as I must master my life.
My batters helmet, without me is useless. Without
my batters helmet, I am useless. I must don my batters helmet
with pride. I must react faster than my enemy who is trying to
stop me from scoring. I must score a run on him before he stops
me. I will...
My batters helmet and myself know what counts in
this game is not the home runs we hit, the noise of our bat,
nor the dives we make. We know that it is the R.B.I.'s that count.
We will score runs...
My batters helmet is human, even as I, because
it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn
its weaknesses, its strengths, its parts, its accessories, its
sights and its custom finish. I will ever guard it against the
ravages of the enemy and damage as I will ever guard my legs,
arms, my eyes and my head against damage. I will keep my batters
helmet clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We
Before VOO DOO, I swear this creed. My batters
helmet and myself are the defenders of my at bat. We are the
masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my team.
So be it, until victory is ours and there is no
enemy, but R.B.I.'s!