by Hilary Barta
The throng full of hope and “Hey, heys!”
King Kong (the big dope) could amaze
Cracker Jack and ol’ Ernie
Drifting back on a journey
To those long-ago Opening Days.
Masterbaseball
By Stuart Shea
Furbush?
Pujols?
Fister?
Head?
I was watching a game
But got Penthouse instead.
A Chatwood? A Dinkelman? They’re not reassuring–
they both sound painful,
though perhaps alluring.
It’s just like the old days, when we’d annoonce
That the Sox had a player named Rusty Kuntz.
Opening Day 2014
by Doug Fahrendorff
Another season
Harbingers of spring
Robins in my yard
This morning
Brewer baseball
On the radio
This afternoon
Snow predicted
By the weekend
Our equanimity
Undisturbed
Winter finally in retreat
Baseball is back
Opening Day 2014
by Philip Pecorino
What a wonder!
This year it was in the Land Down Under.
Then again, it began.
Way out West came the first test.
Californians appear in the lead
Until the rest get up to speed.