AL Cannibalism de Facto?

by Stephen Jones

Let’s just say
The season ended today
And the Yankees won the division…
That’s a no-brainer, a win-loss given.

But what about the rest
Of the hungry AL East —
Those Red Sox and Rays,
Those Orioles and Blue Jays?
Like it or not, three of these beasts
Rule the AL’s wild-card menu.

But hey, that’s a speculative dream,
Maybe a thought in the extreme.
It’s more likely than not
That these baseball carnivores —
Forget here any herbivores —
Will actively consume each other
In the AL East’s cannibal-diner.

 

MLB All-Time Pie Team

1B   Peaches O’Neill
2B   Pumpkinsie Green
SS   Neil Berry
3B   Luke Appling

LF   Quincey Trouppe
CF   Chet Lemon
RF   Darryl Strawberry

C     Damon Berryhill

RHP    Pete Appleton, Rocky Cherry, Peaches Davis
LHP    Purnell Mincey, Robert Keyes Lime, Nellie Pott

MGR   Roger Pecanpaugh

 

Northwood Little League

by Danny Barbare

Revisiting Northwood Little
League, my coach picks
me up in his car, he just
happens
to be a policeman. Nervous as
can be, I stand on the
mound, strike after strike, till I
believe,
I don’t need a trophy just
a cold Coca-Cola on a
hot summer’s day, I am happy.

 

Danny P. Barbare resides in Greenville, SC, with his wife, family and sweet dog Miley. His poetry has recently appeared New Feathers Anthology, Pennsylvania Literary Journal, North Dakota Quarterly and many others.

 

The Seventh-Inning Kvetch

by Patrick McCaughey

When I take me out to the ballgame
I’m always annoyed by a sibilant
That people add to my favorite song,
And it tends to make me belligerent.

It’s not mooses, bisons, deers, and Cracker Jacks.
Strike that -s out like you were Koufax.

It’s moose, bison, deer, and no -s Cracker Jack.
And I don’t care if it ever gets back.