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Where Did You Go, Geovany Soto?

by James Finn Garner

What became of your mojo,
Geovany Soto?
This season’s a no-go
With your average so low.

The last campaign–Bravo!–
The Cubs had a tyro.
Now you’re as cold
As an outhouse in Oslo.

It’s like waiting for Springsteen
and then watching Toto
Or dreaming of the majors
And just playing roto.

So listen up, Geo,
And don’t be a bozo.
The Cubs need a vaquero
Like old Marco Polo.

Stop being just so-so
Or you’ll get the heave-ho
Like a pitiful hobo
From a Cicero peepshow.

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Posted 6/23/2009

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A Short Canto for Ron Santo

by Sid Yiddish

This is my short canto
For old Cubby favorite Ron Santo.
From the Baseball Hall Of Fame
Once again he was denied,
but instead of laughing out-loud,

I merely cried…

Wait until next year!

For more on Sid Yiddish’s poetry, music and performances, check out his My Space page.

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Crosstown Classic: Ozzie and Lou

by James Finn Garner

The White Sox and the Cubbies
Determined to have a battle.
Then Ozzie said that Wrigley Field
Wasn’t fit for cattle.

“It makes me puke,” he told the press,
Though he meant no disrespect.
His mouth is like a leaky faucet,
So what could you expect?

The Chicago skippers aren’t like the twins
From Lewis Carroll’s book of yore.
Ozzie yips like a hyper spaniel
While Lou just shrugs and snores.

Posted 6/16/2009

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“And He LINES to Third for the Second Out of the Inning!”

by Todd Herges

Harry Caray, a cup ‘o Bud and thou:
A day-game audience tuned to Channel 9.
With Stone up in the booth to keep it sane,
Up to the plate steps Galarraga now.
The bums in left all crowd around The Man,
Girls topped in bikinis fight to kiss his cheek.
Harry would like to do this every week
But risks abound:  beer vendors in the stands.

(He can’t quite hold it like he did in youth.)
Late in the game, while drinking his last pitcher –
Though bleacher visits each time thrill the crowd –
Steve must correct his mis-call from the booth:
“Um, Harry, that was thrown from the catcher.
The Big Cat, Galarraga, just struck out.”

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Posted 6/15/2009

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A Cub Fan Reflects on the Astros

by Tim Souers

I wish the Astros all of the worst.
I find myself happy when they’re not in first.
With his dancing so flirty,
I wish Jose Valverde
Caught a cleat and his ligaments burst.

Published 6/12/09

Tim Souers posts new original artwork daily at his site Cubby-Blue, and is a regular illustrator for the Cubs’ monthly Vine Line.