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FanPost Friday: "I want to be fearless." - Demi Lovato

I mean, of course I’ve thought about what my walkup music would be.

IT’S TIME FOR ME TO TAKE IT
I’M THE BOSS RIGHT NOW

The lights dim momentarily as I prepare to step out through the bullpen door. It’s the top of the ninth, the Ms are in the lead, and hotshot closer Brittney Bollay is coming in to do her job, her only job, the job she does so well.

NOT GONNA FAKE IT
NOT WHEN YOU GO DOWN

(I’ve always been attracted to high stress jobs, for reasons I’m not sure I want to analyze. In my early twenties I wanted to be an emergency room physician. In childhood, an X-Wing pilot.)

‘CAUSE THIS IS MY GAME
AND YOU BETTER COME TO PLAY

As I stride to the mound everything disappears except the sixty feet, six inches between the rubber and home plate. The screams of 35,000 excited fans become an abstract roar and the beat of my favorite hype song dances in my blood as I focus only on the task before me.

I USED TO HOLD MY FREAK BACK
NOW I’M LETTING GO
I MAKE MY OWN CHOICE

BITCH, I RUN THIS SHOW

Three outs. Nine strikes. Three flyouts. A groundout and a double play. The specific form of the arithmetic doesn’t matter, only the result: three outs and one win. I’m smart, wily, and strong, and I was born to do this.

WHAT’S WRONG WITH BEING
WHAT’S WRONG WITH BEING

What’s wrong with being confident?

Behind my back, I carefully feel the seams of the baseball in my hand, and ready my grip.

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