Browse all poems and songs in the 'San Francisco Giants' Category

Washington’s 7th Inning Stretch (too far)

by Raphael Badagliacca

Here’s what I say
Crime doesn’t always pay
Harper stole a base
and Murphy’s hot bat
All in the same play

Durocher tells this story
How Mays hit a ball
High up off the wall
But stopped at first
And watched the ball fall
So McCovey who hit next
Could hit one over the wall


Raphael Badagliacca is the author of The Yogi Poems and Fathers Day.

Unlikely? Incredible? Implausible?

by Hilary Barta

“Improbable”? Where’s my thesaurus?
Let’s sing out a “Woo!” in a chorus
The Cubs just came back
Got their bats back on track
Either that, or that bullpen was porous.


Blown by the Pen

by the Village Elliott

Cubs 6, Giants 5 — Congratulation, Cubbies!

Top of ninth, stunned fans scream, “Not again!
One more Giants’ lead blown by the pen!”
Crawford’s second wild throw–
Two free runs, fatal blow.
Older fans wish they still had Robb Nen.



by Hilary Barta

The Giants play backs to the wall
In defiance, one man standing tall
He bats, fields and throws
Too bad he don’t close
Arrieta just can’t do it all.


Brought His Good Stuff

by The Village Elliott

End of the fourth inning: Arrieta 3 – Giants 0

AL claims, “Need a DH to hit
For the pitcher; it’s better they sit.”
But NL claims, “Nonsense!
Ninth part of team’s offense!
In the playoffs, Cubs’ hurlers prove it.”


AL East

NL East

Extra Innings

AL Central

NL Central

Poems by Type

AL West

NL West

Heavy Hitters

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