Browse all poems and songs in the 'New York Yankees' Category


Don Zimmer

by Hilary Barta

An ardent and ballsy debater,
At arguing calls none was greater
His jowls had a fit
As he howled and he spit
A gnarly and balding old tater.

 



$200 Dollars Gets You …

by Stephen Jones

An ivy leaf from Wrigley Field

It must be like a fine wine,
vintage 2016

And that doesn’t include S&H,
which is $15 per leaf And
there’s a limit: 10 leaves/customer

Why so few–
is there a shortage?
Or is it concern–
that too many leaves
makes a bouquet?

Nonetheless, it is a leaf

and not some dirt,
like the Yankees sold one time
That’s right–it was dirt,
just plain dirt

At least the leaf grew–and
flourished–just like the team.

 



Everything Falls Apart (Angels 10, Yankees 5)

by Stephen Jones

Worst game of season
Yankees resume losing ways
It’s called entropy

 



Idle Thought

by Stephen Jones

When the smoke finally clears,
sometime later this year…

The American League East
will be a black ‘n blue beast:

No team a clear winner…
but one a survivor.

Alley fights and turf wars–
they’re waged just that way.

 



Air Raid! Air Raid!

by Stephen Jones

The Bronx Bombers leveled Baltimore
With their home stand of “Rolling Thunder”.
Their high-flying offense dropped runs, 38;
They carpet-bombed Birds, who managed just 8.

And if these metrics alone
Weren’t enough of a feat,
Bombardier Judge launched one . . .
496 feet.

 

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