by Michael X. Ferraro
Pitcher Al Alburquerque
With a move some found jerky
Got to “first base” with a ball.
When he nabbed a comebacker
And gave it a wet smacker,
It made all the A’s want to brawl.
Texas Fold ‘Em
By Stu Shea
In baseball’s Wild Card deck,
An ace can be trumped, by heck.
While expected to win,
They wound up in the bin–
Some Rangers might pay with their necks.
News of the Day
by James Finn Garner
The hitter for our era
Triple Crown Miguel Cabrera
Texas falls to wild card
From A’s maulers going yard
Yankees claim at last the East
Atlanta goes to best from least
All the pieces now in place
For the annual October race
But my joy is kept in check
Hearing of Pat Neshek
Whose baby boy Gehrig passed on
Amidst all the celebrations
We cheer as one
But grieve alone
November comes
And we are gone
Bringing Up Chuck
By Stuart Shea
Astros reliever Chuckie Fick?
Broadcasters hope he doesn’t stick.
They like him fine–don’t get me wrong,
But flub his name, and you won’t work long.
October on a Shoestring
by Michael X. Ferraro
Those Oakland A’s are on the pennant track,
With Billy Beane stalking giants like Jack.
Up the standings they rise,
A low-budget surprise–
The “Moneyball” Crew back in the black.