by Michael X. Ferraro
Darwin Barney’s sigh
reverberates through LA
sound of an ex-Cub
Darwin Barney’s sigh
reverberates through LA
sound of an ex-Cub
What’s the price
For David Price?
A bowl of rice
With a ton of spice?
A new device
That gives advice?
A pair of dice,
or Heidi Fleiss?
A box of lice
Would not be nice,
and a bunch of mice
Squashed in a vise
Will not entice
A deal for Price.
Ryan Raburn’s awful throw —
Perhaps the most errant ever made
(At least so far this MLB season,
As tabloids quickly blurted) —
Left Cleveland fans in disbelief.
It was painful to watch and
Made ESPN’s “Not Top 10”
But, as one pundit did remark,
While Raburn is a Golden Glover
This one errant bit of fallibility
Reinforces our short-term memory and
“What’ve you done for me lately?”
A Ferrari swing
In a Hummer body
A lumbering frame
On limber ankles
A clean blood test
In a filthy era
The Big Hurt on the field
The big heart in the speech
Paying the price
Of small-market loyalty
But it’s oh so nice
To be Cooperstown royalty