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Milwaukee Makes Hay

by The Brewer Haiku-er (@brew_haiku)

Game 63. Brewers 7, Pirates 4
It’s a tight ballgame
Then Bucs can’t find the strike zone
And gift us 3 runs.

Game 64. Brewers 7, Pirates 4
Crew down 4 – nothing
Then put up 5 in the 4th
To put Pirates down.

Game 65. Brewers 5, Pirates 2
Winning continues
Crew sweep the Bucs outta town
Now back to the Reds.

The Brewer Haiku-er documents every Brewer game of the season in haiku on Twitter. Other Twitter haiku mavens are @MarinerBasho, @dodgershaiku1, @CardinalHaiku, and @TheCubsinHaiku. Follow them all and give ’em some high-five-seven-fives.

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Advice about Bob Gibson

by Henry Aaron

Don’t dig in against Bob Gibson, he’ll knock you down.
He’d knock down his own grandmother if she dared to challenge him.
Don’t stare at him, don’t smile at him, don’t talk to him.
He doesn’t like it.

If you happen to hit a home run,
don’t run too slow,
don’t run too fast.
If you happen to want to celebrate,
get in the tunnel first.
And if he hits you, don’t charge the mound,
because he’s a Gold Glove boxer.

I’m like, damn, what about my seventeen-game hitting streak?
That was the night it ended.

 

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Don Sutton

by Michael Ceraolo

On the ’66 Dodgers
I was the youngster on a staff of mostly veterans,
and I learned all I could from them
I couldn’t learn to throw a fastball or curve
like Koufax, that’s something that can’t be taught
But there were a couple of others
I could and did learn some tricks from
(wink wink)
I won’t rat them out even posthumously;
they know who they are,
and they have my eternal gratitude

 

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Bye, Don #2

by Greg

There once was a Dodger named Sutton
Whose pitches were right on the button
But when in a pinch
Sandpaper he’d clinch
And give the baseball a good scuffin’.