by Susan Petrone
The season is over, a sad refrain.
The calendar would not surrender one more day;
The Indians will not play the last game.
Cleveland done in by too much rain;
Too late to make up at home or away.
The season is over, a sad refrain.
The hopes and dreams of spring became
Autumn’s weary march astray.
The Indians will not play the last game.
Each off-season is the same,
No more dingers, no double plays.
The season is over, a sad refrain.
This season we have cause for blame.
Game 1-6-2 is meaningless, they say.
The Indians will not play the last game.
“It ain’t over till it’s over,” must we now disclaim?
The schedule says there’s one game left to play.
The season is over, a sad refrain.
The Indians will not play the last game.
This villanelle first appeared on Susan’s Indians blog, It’s Pronounced Lajaway.