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A Couple of Things to Say To Your Do-Gooder Liberal “Friends” When a Guy in a Game Gets Badly Injured by a Dirty Play

By Stuart Shea

The knockdown pitch is a part of the game.
The occasional fracture the price of the fame.
The late, brutal slide is the way it’s been done!
And watching the pain?—Well, we might find it fun.


First-Time Caller, Long-Time Listener

by James Finn Garner

It’s how it’s done
Gotta play hard
It’s how it’s done
He should’ve watched out
It’s how it’s done
No room for cry-babies
It’s how it’s done
You gotta want to win
It’s how it’s done
It’ll happen again
It’s how it’s done
Glad it’s not my guy



By Stuart Shea

Farewell, Buehrle,
Never surly,
Perfect game and Series ring.
Sox fans wish you everything.

Huddy, boy, you’ll be missed,
South and north, east and wist.
Auburn, Atlanta, by the Bay,
222 wins ain’t hay.

Jeremy Affeldt said goodbye,
Left the field and maybe cried.
Made some cash, answered the bell,
Made himself some friends as well.

Aramis Ramirez
Hopes for a Seriez.
He’s played a lot of ball,
But not much in the fall.

A.J. Burnett wants the same:
Play more than one October game.
And yes, he really cares
To play a role for the Corsairs.

And who else out there will call it quits
When the uni or job no longer fits?
Or the outright release came?
Who’s played his last game?

Barry Zito? Dan Haren?
A-Rod, Colon, or Beltran?
Latroy Hawkins, Betancourt,
Or some other old man?


Yankees 11, Mets 2

by Stephen Jones

Mets vs. Yankees
Meaningful Subway Series
October nearing


Quite a Weird Inside-the-Park Home Run

By Stuart Shea

Dominic Brown
Is falling down
Into the stands.
Did he land on his hands?
Or maybe his head?
I hope he’s not dead.
Oh, good. He’s getting up,
But a little bit late,
As Ruben Tejada slides into home plate.


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