The Stretch. The wind up, the catcher signed.The pitch, a fastball right on the outside corner, Matt Holiday was at the plate, he swung at the fastball like a blur of brown wood. The ball soared `through the air at what looked like the speed of sound.It soared over the second basemen then over the right fielders head into the bleachers.I extended my glove and heard the ball fall in with a satisfiying kerplonk. I held it up and saw that Matt Holiday was trotting extremely happily  into the dugout after the first homerun of the season.