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Jints Leapfrog is Dead

by the Village Elliott

Jints fans cheered first game, won nine to none,
“Sweep next two, leapfrog Bums, they is done!”
.      But next 19 runs said,
.      “Jints blanked leapfrog is dead,
Doubt Kershaw will lose final one.”


Is It Next Year Yet?

by Michael X. Ferraro

Since one hobbled hero punched out the sky
The falls have been dull, or worse yet, just shy.
For 25 years, no Dodger champagne–
The 90s and Aughts both circled the drain.

This once-storied franchise seemed out of sorts,
Under FOX ownership, then… the McCourts.
“O’Malley, where art thou?,” wailed the true Blue,
until, just like Magic, that gang was through.

Now Gonzo is clearing ducks off the pond,
Dee Gordon stole second (while you just yawned).
That Jansen is lights out, Puig’s got a gun
and Kemp, once again, is hitting a ton.

Greinke rings ‘em up, Ryu mows’em down,
and Uribe’s got the best hands in town.
BUT Hanley is gimpy. The bullpen’s thin.
Call a search party, where’s Ethier been?

Can Mattingly manage in the big games,
Or will one more yearbook go up in flames?
The catchers both bat with petrified wood,
Yet Kershaw is crazy, Koufaxy good.

For two point five decades they’ve come up short.
That is the maddening part of this sport.
A bad hop here, or a fluke double there,
can transform confetti into despair.

The stage is now set at Chavez Ravine,
for a typically late Hollywood scene.
Way up in his booth, Vin’s riding catbird
in hopes that the crowd will have the last word.


Michael X. Ferraro’s debut novel, a pro football satire called Circus Catch, will be available on Amazon and elsewhere in October.


Barney Leaves the Rubble Behind

by Michael X. Ferraro

Darwin Barney’s sigh
reverberates through LA
sound of an ex-Cub


All-Star Clerihews #2

by Hugh Manatee

Zach Greinke
Is feeling hinky
And regrets his wish
For bottomless Minnesota hot dish.

Hunter Pence
Ended the suspense:
He scares both adults and kids
Cuz he was tragically born without eyelids.

Dellin Betances
Will take his chances,
Gird up his junk-a
And take a dive into Lake Minnetonka.

Derek Jeter
Is a 14-time All-Star repeater
And, if we trust the announcers,
Also invented sliced bread, the Internet and trousers.

Nelson Cruz
Has got nothing to lose.
Though Selig may wince,
He’s gonna show up at the game dressed as Prince

CK None

by Michael X. Ferraro

With Kershaw slinging filthiness
and Scully narrating the scene,
The no-hit ingredients were
all in place at Chavez Ravine.

Fifteen Rockies went down on strikes
(one reaching by errant throw).
Rojas at third veered into left
to keep Clayton’s hit count to NO.

In the end, the lopsided box
score  tells only a part of the tale
Of the night that 40,000
bellowed, while 9 could only flail.


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