Some Things in Baseball Aren’t Timeless

by Stephen Jones

Back in baseball’s glory days
A plug or “chaw”
Stuffed in the back pocket
Was the norm.

In those summer salad days
Players in interviews
Or at their locker room ease
Smoked without a thought.

But time and culture changed;
Still, some habits – they die hard.
Stogie, wad and cigarette may have gone,
But not so the pinch between cheek and gum.

First this year, it was Tony Gwynn -
Remember the bulge in his rounded cheek
As regular as his steady swing? -
Who died because of that reason.

Now we hear Curt Schilling’s
Undergoing chemo and radiation,
But if all the reports are true,
His “Big C” is in remission.

In baseball some things
Are timeless -
Like a walk-off home run
Or a perfect double play.

But a bad, cruel habit
which shortens mortality?


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Tarp Bailout

by James Finn Garner

Of all the things that vex the Cubs –
That same sad old refrain –
From day games to Bartman to the billy goat
We can add to that roster “rain”.

Rolling out the tarp may look simple
Hardly “mechanical”, ’tis true
Yet what can go wrong surely will go wrong
For those who bleed Cubby blue

The Giants have something to play for
And were lucky to get the game suspended.
The Cubs are still playing “Chicago’s Got Talent!”
But watching them can’t be recommended.

 


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Tony Takes the Wheel

By Stuart Shea

Now that he’s leading the Diamondbacks,
Tony LaRussa had better make tracks.
Get rid of the manager, GM, and crew,
Blow up the caravan and start something new.

Bring in some analysts, give fans a shock,
Keep Phoenix from fielding a laughing stock.
(There’s already enough in AZ for comedy–
Sheriff Joe, desert sprawl, gated communities.)

Not that I’m suggesting anything rash,
But Kirk and Kevin belong in the trash.

 


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The Boys in Powder Blue

by Stephen Jones

1985.  In years that’s twenty nine.
That’s how long a drought it’s been
For KC and its Royals team.
Now the powder blue, it seems,
Is set for a playoff run.
Postseason could be fun.

I, for one, am glad to see
This revisit from baseball history.

 


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Baseball-Poetry Slam


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