by Hilary Barta
For Pittsburgh, a Wild Card ordeal
More than a base Cubs’ pitching would steal
Bucs choked at the plate
Was it something they ate?
No, Jake had the team for a meal
The Passion of Sean Rodriguez
By James Finn Garner
You think all your dues’ve been paid
You’d love a post-season parade
But Jake Arrieta
Could not have been better —
What to do except punch Gator-Ade?
The Forecast for Hell
by Todd Herges
A cold front is forming
And may yet move in.
It depends on one question:
Will the Cubs win?
French Curve
by Jim Siergey
Arrieta,
Jaunty Arrieta
Arrieta,
Watch him put away
Watch him put away the Bucs
Like a bunch of sitting ducks
Put away! S’il vous plait!
A-a-a-ah
Arrieta,
Jaunty Arrieta
Arrieta,
Put those Bucs away!
Wild Card
by Stephen Jones
One game.
Thereby a team hangs by a thread.
One game.
Win and move on. Lose . . . enuff said.