10/4/87
By Stuart Shea
There was a big game going on in Detroit
To decide the Eastern division champ
But my brother and I were at Comiskey
Where despite the October sunshine
The atmosphere was damp.
I was 24 but even then had an overarching sense
of melancholy.
The last game of a mediocre season?
Perfect fit for me.
The Sox beat the Athletics 5-2.
No big deal; neither team
Was going anywhere but home.
One reason we went is that we knew it would be Reggie Jackson’s last game ever.
So we alternately cheered and booed him.
He got two hits.
When the game ended
Ozzie Guillen threw his glove high in the air
And I hoped that it would never come down.
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Posted 10/21/2009
Twins Persistence
by James Finn Garner
No matter how many times they’re whacked,
Those pesky Twins keep coming back.
Like a dose of clap on your wedding day,
Those lousy Twins won’t stay away.
Like a yappy dog or a Ringling clown,
Those stinking Twins won’t lay down.
In another division, I’d admire their pluck,
But as a Tiger and Sox fan, it looks like I’m stuck
Watching them ruthlessly turning their tricks
Like a mad masked killer in a teen slasher flick.
Like a zombie army or Ted Williams’ head,
Those #$%@!! Twins just won’t stay dead.
Posted 10/5/2009
Fire Sale
By Stuart Shea
Yes, you heard right!
Underachieving major league ballplayers
Available for pennies on the dollar!
Hoot and holler
And make your way
To 35th and Shields today!
Visit Kenny Williams’ close-out old-sock sale!
Don’t wait for a flyer in the mail
Because this offer only lasts til
All the talent is gone,
Or September 30, whichever comes first.
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Posted 9/8/2009
Stu’s new book, Pink Floyd FAQ, is available now!
