Gemotions

The news felt like a shot of pure joy. “You’re moving to centerfield, Ramirez.” A wave of something akin to pure elation washed over him. The outfield? He’d been playing infield his whole career. Now he could run, catch, throw. His legs felt like springs, coiled and ready to burst. The thought of chasing down a fly ball, the sun on his face, the roar of the crowd… He felt an almost overwhelming desire to simply *move*. He grinned broadly, his whole body buzzing with a newfound excitement. He could not wait to get out there.