The Battle of Seattle

by James Finn Garner

Don Wakamatsu, he
Told Chone Figgins, “Hit the showers.”
Figgins, a la Hong Kong Phooey,
Showed how he can hit for power.

Tie the skipper to the mast,
Seattle’s ship is sinking fast.

Deadline Day!

By Stuart Shea

Deadline day is coming!
Whose lives will be uprooted?
What players will be traded
Like cargo to be scooted?

Will the Yankees snag a pitcher,
The Tigers a receiver?
The White Sox need a hitter,
The Dodgers a reliever.

The Diamondbacks are out to deal,
The Cubs would like to trade,
And Kansas City always wants
To trim payroll a shade.

Ted Lilly and Roy Oswalt,
Dan Haren and Dotel,
Dunn’s a done deal also
Once their clubs decide to sell.

So ship out all those veterans,
Young prospects for to grab,
’cause clubs in flag contention
Always have to take a stab.

Remembrance

by Stephen Jones

Quietly

historically despite sun
& fun of fans there was
Steinbrenner Sheppard Houk

everything pitched maybe
not pitch-perfect
but a bridging arcing

remember the summer
kiss the autumn
& when October comes

see The Yankees rise


Carl Crawford: The Poem

by Hart Seely

Carl Crawford, Tampa Ray,
Hit for power, raised the bar,
Stole the bases, then one day,
Took a lead one step too far.

Carl Crawford, playing hard,
His whole career, one great move up,
Flashing leather! Going yard!
And never tethered by a cup.

Carl Crawford,Tampa’s prince,
Three time all-star, no one’s fool.
Made this planet watch and wince.
A man with nuts, ground into gruel.

Carl Crawford, baseball great,
Stealing bases, climbing walls!
But when he steps up to the plate,
Here is the count: One strike, no balls.

Hart Seely runs the Yankee blog, It is High, It is Far, It is….Caught, and never fails to laugh at a good nad shot.

Posted 7/25/10