by Michael X. Ferraro
A baserunning blunder
had clapback like thunder
but somehow, for the offending team.
Bryce Harper’s brain spasm
caused clubhouse sarcasm,
now the Braves’ year has run out of steam.
Sonnet for Overly Creative Use of the Injured List
by Kevin Canfield
New York Mets under investigation,
For supposedly stashing fit players
On the injured list (read: paid vacation);
Manfred’s sleuths don Sherlock-style deerslayers.
A major transgression? A petty crime?
An attempt to deprive a neophyte
Of valuable big-league service time?
Was the man’s groin pulled or just kind of tight?
Team owner Steve Cohen, hedge fund tycoon,
Ran afoul of the feds, paid immense fines;
To diehards, he’s promised the stars and moon,
But this fall, Mets news is outside the lines.
To a longtime fan, it’s a small misdeed,
Far worse is somehow blowing every lead.
Even Sadder
by Mikhail Horowitz
These are the saddest of possible words:
Steinfeldt to Evers to Chance.
Trio of bear cubs fleeter than birds,
Steinfeldt to Evers to Chance.
One of them nearly completely forgotten,
Simply because of a name that was not in
Accordance with metrical elegance — rotten!
Steinfeldt to Evers to Chance.
Mikhail Horowitz is an American poet, performance poet, parodist, satirist, social commentator, author and editor. He lives in the Hudson River valley.
Attention, Wayne La JuanPierre!
by Michael X. Ferraro
Did the lady have too much whiskey?
She was howling for “cute Richie Zisky.”
While the organ played “Charge!”
Annie Oakley loomed large —
There’ve been shots fired at former Comiskey!
The Safety-Off Squeeze
by Michael X. Ferraro
Fan behavior is often quite risky
at the park that was once called Comiskey.
The joint nearly got wrecked
when run by Bill Veeck
and now a patron who snarled, “Don’t frisk me.”