Screen Testy
by Hilary Barta
On Waveland a pic-screen will top it
The neighbors are sick, but can’t stop it
. For their sight-line of sport
. They will fight them in court,
And pray that the Rickett$ will drop it.
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A Right to Sling the Boos?
by Jim Siergey and Hilary Barta
The Cubs fans were feeling quite chilly
They booed Carlos Marmol so shrilly
. When it’s only a game
. Throwing stones is a shame
They acted like fans out of Philly
Reflection
by Stephen Jones
Come to the stadium! That’s the cry
by advertisement. And I wonder Why?
After maybe a spent hundred dollars . . .
I’m screwed by determined commercial posture.
I am naive, I do confess. Baseball was for me
something special — a pleasure when reality
got too hard (I learned this as a first-borne child)
. . . but now things have grown too wild:
Baseball’s contract figures recently
have been staggering. So I ask Why
should I pay for something which doesn’t –
as baseball should — provide relief in an instant?
Drugs In Baseball
by Stephen Jones
Everybody’s body does break down . . .
that comes with the territory . . . but
PEDs, steroids and HGH taken
in baseball, that’s an ever-long question.
Success, failure, performance on the field,
an athlete’s burden . . . bottom line and future
double-edged: Maintain home plate posture
. . . while avoiding prying exposure.
Fair or foul, the problem is difficult,
maybe like a knuckleball . . . is hard to hit
while easy to see. Our own expectations
run high, are so demanding. We expect,
perhaps media-fueled, perhaps more than
what is possible. Each record immediate . . .
is just another instance, is just another
moment arbitrarily to be broken.
Sosa, Bonds, Clemens and Cooperstown
by Stephen Jones
“Ladies and gentlemen, the ballot is . . .”
At Cooperstown it’s Sosa, Bonds, Clemens.
It’s pretty soon time for first-round voting,
but pundits and voters are already griping:
Despite cases dismissed and transcripts
revealed, hearts are already convinced:
“Something” wasn’t and isn’t right.
Pete Rose is probably chuckling,
fuming or both. At least he’s admitting
(somewhat) transgression. The others?
Not a peep.
