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That Ball

by Nicolas Neal

That ball.
Its color?
White with flecks of brown.
Its seams?
Red.
Faded red.
That ball.
Leaves the pitchers hand.
It twists.
Taunts.
Can turn the mighty to the meek.
The meek to the mighty.
It makes you.
It grips you.
It mocks you.
It sails slowly.
It journeys its way to my bat.
It keeps you up at night.
Is the perfect antagonist.
To any batter.
The sad part is.
I like it that way.

 



Milwaukee Haiku, June 2017

by the Brewer Haiku-er (@brew_haiku)

Brewers vs. Pirates

Revering the Beard
Crew needs the facial power
To put down the Bucs

Game 72. Pirates 8, Brewers 1

The offense dries up
Garza and Wily are not
The pitching answer

Game 73. Pirates 7, Brewers 3

With a six-run first
Pirates pile on Zach Davies
Crew quiet again

Game 74. Brewers 4, Pirates 3

Santana comes through
While Arcia golden gloves
The final grounder

Game 75. Brewers 4, Pirates 2

Behind Chase and Shaw
Crew earns a split of series
Still hanging in first

 



An Umpire’s Lot is Not a Happy One

by Patrick McCaughey

(Major League Baseball’s batting out-of-order rule, set to the tune of “The Policeman’s Song” from The Pirates of Penzance)

6.07 (a)

A batter shall be called out on appeal (on appeal)
When he fails to bat in his proper turn (proper turn)
Though the batter’s fate cannot be fully sealed (fully sealed)
‘Til the status of another batter’s learned (batter’s learned).

6.07 (b)

When that improper batter safely gets on (safely gets on)
Or is put out, and the other team appeals (team appeals)
Before a pitch or play is newly put on (newly put on)
The umpire has two rulings to reveal (to reveal):

6.07 (b) (1), 6.07 (b) (2)

Call out whose spot was taken by the other (by the other)
And nullify the play the other batter’s done (batter’s done).
Ah, take one consideration with another (with another)
An umpire’s lot is not a happy one (happy one).

Ahhh
When constabulary duty’s to be done (to be done),
An umpire’s lot is not a happy one.

 



Idle Thought

by Stephen Jones

When the smoke finally clears,
sometime later this year…

The American League East
will be a black ‘n blue beast:

No team a clear winner…
but one a survivor.

Alley fights and turf wars–
they’re waged just that way.

 



MLB All Body Parts Team

by Jim Siergey

1B  Fred Brainard
2B  Chase Headley
SS  Chin-lung Hu
3B  Jim Ray Hart
LF  Walter “No-Neck” Williams
CF  Tony Armas
RF  Chester Emerson
C   Barry Foote
SP  Bill Hands
RP  Elroy Face, Rollie Fingers
MGR  Don Gutteridge

 

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