Bottom of the ninth

Players know how close they came to heaven.
Godlike for a while,
They pass with a smile.
What a great life to end.

A god

No palm trees in big leagues then.
Ruth made fans feel like they were in paradise.
Babe a gift from heaven.
Right before their eyes.

Late winter sun makes brick bathroom look pretty.
Tempting you to touch. Linger. Expand your peace.
But you know better.

Trying to redeem myself as I get older,
I lust for your eyes,
To make up for who I shined on,
Whose divine spark I rejected.