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Instant Replay Creates Perfect World

By James Finn Garner

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Now that cameras can detect and correct
Our errors and human frailty,
I call for a replay of

Fidrych talking to the ball,
Reggie hitting in October,
Bob Gibson staring,
Koufax stretching,
Veeck laughing,

DiMaggio’s war years,
And Hank Greenberg’s,

And 1994, which could have saved the Expos,
And spared us the Nationals,

And Cap Anson shutting his damned mouth
And Buck O’Neil playing for the Cubs,
Satchel Paige for the A’s,
And Cool Papa Bell for the Cardinals.

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Posted 5/14/09

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No Love for the Losers

by Ryan Gallagher

The Pale Hose play in a town second-fiddle
To a team content to finish in the middle.

World Titles have escaped them
Though their yard, what a gem!

Fans love the Cubs, an inexplicable riddle!

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Posted 5/12/09

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Manny Ramirez: When News Isn’t News

by James Finn Garner

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Erstwhile Dodger savior Manny:
Did we doubt it’d come out like this?
If a story leaked you were a tranny,
The world would maybe feel amiss.

Our revulsion might yet arise
If cameras caught you fondling grannies,
But frankly it’s no big surprise
That juicing’s Manny being Manny.

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Posted 5/11/09

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By The Book

by Sid Yiddish

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Lies that he told,
When he was 18 years old or perhaps it was 17.

“I’d say that was accurate,” Alex Rodriguez told ESPN, when admitting he took steroids.

“No, I didn’t take steroids,” Alex Rodriguez told CBS.

So which answer is it, yes or no?
Is it one or the other, which one can it be?

Say it ain’t so, amigo!

Yet, the Alex Rodriguez version of the word accurate, doesn’t quite feel the same, when it comes to taking the real blame.

Do you think it will really overtly affect his game?

Why not ask his best girl, Madonna
The musical barometer of misconstrued fame, she knows through the public eye, that telling lies doesn’t matter, just as long as the fans don’t notice the old switcheroo, while his handlers silently whitewash the bad in favor of accurately keeping what’s left of his good name.

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For more on Sid Yiddish’s poetry, music and performances, check out his My Space page.

Posted 5/8/09

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Canvas of a Season

By Ember Nickel

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The first bright streaks are quiet now. Above
The brash background, the paintbrush sinks into
The paint. This is just the beginning of
The season. Time for layer number two.

It won’t look like this when the year is done.
Most paint will cover over what’s below.
The topmost layer will display who won,
And only what shines through will let us know

What else took place. X-rays might let us see
Archives and dry box scores. But from a glance
The peaks and valleys will be brightest. We
Might forget what’s partly just random chance

As it’s overpainted. But that is how
All seasons go. We’ll enjoy the streaks now.

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A former contributor to Baseball Toaster, Ember’s blog is Lipogram! Scorecard!.

Posted 5/7/09