In the final intersquad game of the year Curtis took off slowly from first on a ball hit to the fence in the gap. I hollered at him to score, and he picked up the pace as he approached second.
The relays were perfect and catcher Clay received the throw in several steps before Curtis arrived at the plate. Clay did not brace for Curtis' slide...instead his football instincts took over and he leaned forward and stepped into Curtis as he slud. I feared Curty would be injured, but you can see the smile on his face.
Picture was actually snapped after the collision, as both fell back in opposite directions.
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