By Gary Gillette
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Patsy opponents,
U.S. ennui. Rising sun
Harbors hardball pearls.
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Gary Gillette is the executive editor and co-publisher of The Baseball Early Bird, among many other sports writing and research projects.
Posted 5/6/09
Winners From Japan (World Baseball Classic Remix)
by Ember Nickel
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Winners
Yes, once again they won
Runners
Have scored the winning run
Extras
Will make us soldier on
Sometimes
The games will run on long
I am trying to find out
To see what it’s all about
Keeping my head down
Don’t think that it matters now
But I have no doubt
We’re never safe, always out.
That night
They scored the winning run
They dreamed
About a rising sun
Oh, oh, oh
Why dream
When you’ve already won?
I am trying to find out
To see what it’s all about
Keeping my head down
Don’t think that it matters now
But I have no doubt
One day the sun will come down.
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A former contributor to Baseball Toaster, Ember’s blog is Lipogram! Scorecard!, where this poem first appeared.
Posted 4/28/09
The Tale Of the Wayward Pitcher
by Sid Yiddish
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On the day that I was ejected from the old ballpark
Not a man spoke to me, as I was pitching a perfect game,
Old superstition singing its refrain.
All those curveballs, all those knuckleballs straight over home plate,
I was feeling so great and then it happened, top of the seventh,
I let one ball pass thru and it was smashed straight over the left fielder’s head.
Those balls were smacked left and center and right.
I knew I was dead in the water,
Just primed for the manager’s slaughter.
And then it happened, I beaned a batter in the head.
That was the end, as I was sent straight to the showers.
Changed into my street clothes and told to go home for the week.
I picked up my old battered gloves and my brand new mitts.
I knew what was coming next, the newspaper text of how it all fell apart.
I looked so promising, the manager once said to me,
But I knew the difference between promise and reality,
For in reality,
No one pitches perfect games anymore.
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For more on Sid Yiddish’s poetry, music and performances, check out his My Space page.
Posted 4/27/09
Pastime Haiku, 2009 No. 1
By Gary Gillette
O! Hear me mighty
Bards of pastime poesy.
Spring spits in our face.
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Posted 4/7/09
Hope
by Doug Fahrendorff
April
Warm weather returns
Like a long-absent friend
Opening day
Last season’s disappointments
Forgotten
Expectations high
For the new season
Will this finally be
Next year.
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Posted 4/6/09