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Rockies 8, Yankees 4

by Stephen Jones

Could it get any worse,
This sow’s ear out of a silk purse?
0-9 with men on base?
Talk about a team disgrace.
The Yankee mantra seems to be
Feel free to squander opportunity.

 



Fair Ball Lined into His Nuts

by Stuart Shea

The bigger they are, the more they hurt…
So Juan Uribe got a just dessert
With a liner in the groin.
And that’s not a roll of coins,
And he’s NOT happy to see you.

 

From GQ: Juan Uribe Has a Very Good Excuse for Not Wearing a Cup



Noggin Floggin’

by Hilary Barta

In baseball it’s pitching that matters,
But aim for the plate, not the batters.
The game should be weaning
From brush-back and beaning,
Or make all its players hard-hatters.

 

This week’s topic at Hilary’s terrific site, LimerWrecks: Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde! Bwa-ha-ha-ha!

 



Cleveland Byrd Pecked PEDs . . . Says MLB

By Stephen Jones

Marlon Byrd’s wings clipped
Now he’s grounded for a year
MLB warned him

 



Blue Jay Mother Goose

by James Finn Garner

Little John Gibbons
Has lost his mittens
And doesn’t know where to find them.

He gets tossed from the game
Time and again
To search the clubhouse where he’s confined, then.

 

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