Baseball
by Joshua J. Ballard and Connor Dooley
Connor and Josh performing their poem “Baseball” at The Cantab Lounge in Boston, Mass., at The National Poetry Slam in 2011. They were representing The Loser Slam venue from New Jersey.
Boston/New York Preseason Game, March 22nd
by Stephen Jones
How quickly one forgets
last year’s Red Sox implosion
or the Yankees playoff exit
when even now – it’s only
preseason – the two meet
again like history-magnets
and this year’s promise
of rivalry running deep deeper
than any pundit prediction
or Las Vegas line
2012 AL East Prediction Haiku
By Stuart Shea
BALTIMORE ORIOLES
Each summer’s the same—
Young hopefuls and old hopeless
Trapped in the basement.
BOSTON RED SOX
The Hub returns to
Valentine’s Day, which we thought
Was ten years ago.
NEW YORK YANKEES
It seems so pettitte—
That the biggest worry is
Who’ll be fifth starter.
TAMPA BAY RAYS
Quality starters,
Like oranges, can be grown
By best and brightest.
TORONTO BLUE JAYS
O young club of hope,
Answer me this one question:
Have you any chance?
Red Sox Baseball Sideways (Or How Not To Slide Safely In Boston)
by Stephen Jones
Franchise disarray
Post-season fingers pointing
Rumor mill working
Franchise scrambling
Truth . . . Boston fog obscuring
Who did what . . . or not?
A manager leaves
Pitchers eat chicken drink beer
Ownership denies
What to remember?
Two championships . . . or collapse?
Or “What’s next at bat”?
Boston Half-Baked Beans
by Hilary Barta
They were losing so nobody spoke
No schmoozing, no boasting, no joke
. From the bench not a mention
. Just a clenching from tension
No boos heard in Boston, just “Choke!”
