by Todd Herges
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A pandemic bloom,
TuBercular Rays are tough
To eradicate.
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Posted 10/20/08
It’s Unreal
By Stuart Shea
Real Brewers don’t go out of business so fast.
Real White Sox don’t unravel in hours.
And actual Angels don’t fall from the stars
And land on their butts.
And real Cubs don’t slink out with their tails between their legs
Like a pack of whipped mutts.
Posted 10/16/08
Hey, You! Abreu!
by Hart Seely
Hey, you! Abreu!
Catch that ball.
Have you ever in your life
Gone near a wall?
Yeah, you! Abreu!
With too many pop flies.
Hitting third for the Yanks,
With far too few RBIs.
Hey you! Abreu!
Spring, summer, fall.
Sorry, dude; we liked you,
We’ve just hit the wall.
Hart Seely is the author of the hilarious Mother Goose Goes to Washington, as well as Oh Holy Cow: The Selected Verse of Phil Rizzuto, newly released in a 15th-anniversary edition. He often hangs around the Yankee website, It is High, It is Far, It is….caught, offering tasteful and constructive comments to management and players alike.
Posted 10/12/08
Play Ball: The Last Two Words of an Anthem
by Todd Herges
As the home of the brave
fades now quickly away,
nobody stops to ask why
that the land of the free
came to suddenly be
a pariah destined to die.
While that banner yet waves
And the Fed tries to save,
I’d like to give it a try,
so with proof through the night,
I’ll state clearly my fight:
one reason, tinged with green dye.
To th’ red glare of rockets,
mobs hold out their pockets,
all empty, so let’s have a cry,
or on ramparts let’s watch
the World Series on Fox
to forget how big was the lie.
Posted 10/8/08
A Tiger Tail
by Millie Bovich
The Tigers too have had their bats
And ended swinging most at gnats.
The second highest paying club,
To no avail – now there’s the rub.
A few guys sparkled in the end,
But still we lose, no winners send
To play in cool October’s fest.
Let’s face it: we’re not close to best.
A perfect park, a host of fans
To yell and cheer, no banging pans
On Woodward Ave to send the clue.
The Tigers knew just what to do.
To win the pennant and beyond,
To win the Series, we’ve been conned.
But wait a minute! What! I hear
We’ll try to do it come next year!
Posted 10/7/08