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Baltimore 12, Tampa 5

by Stephen Jones

The Rays goin’ south
Losers of eleven straight
Well, Tampa is “south”

 



Moon, Swoon, Baseball in June

By James Finn Garner

On this beautiful summer day in June
The Royals rise and the White Sox swoon
The Astros still dream of their trip to the moon
The Red Sox hope they aren’t peaking too soon
While the Yanks obsess over things picayune
The Rangers and Jays field their share of goons
Tampa ponders a move to Saskatoon. . .

And Epstein’s still the smartest guy in the room.

 



Yankees 4, Rays 1

by Stephen Jones

Ninth inning hero
Rookie juices Tampa Bay
Slade Heathcott slays Rays

 



500 Club

by Stephen Jones

Tampa the venue
Big Papi hits five hundred
Next stop? Cooperstown

 



Hard Eight

by Michael X. Ferraro

Memo to Manny Machado:
Next time, you must hit it much higher
If you want your lead-off blast to
Get past the gold glove of Kiermaier.

 

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