Anthony stood on the pictures mount. He wound up for the first pitch of the season. He had forgotten how much he love the sound of the crowd cheering. He was happy he could join in with the game even if it was just as their mascot. He tossed the ball as hard as his little female friend would allow him to. He could not stop himself from jumping up and down and squealing like a girl when it made contact with the bat. He guessed he must have gotten a few personality traits as well as the ethnicity gender and sexual orientation in the role exchange. He left the pitch and went back to the men's locker room to wait to celebrate their victory or help them commiserate their loss with his body.
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