by Stephen Jones
Yost let loose his bullpen,
His blue barn of big horses.
Like Ben Hur’s chariot team
They then shut the door
On the Giants’ faces.
Giants Southpaws
by the Village Elliott
Again Giants southpaw with stubble
Gives World Series foes scoring trouble.
.   Last three Series Mad Baum
.   Won three games with aplomb;
Four score years ago it’s Carl Hubbell.
Game 1 – The World Series
by Stephen Jones
The KC Royals got drubbed at home.
Seems the umpire wouldn’t give’em a bone.
Strikes became balls or, as they say,
A quarter of the plate was taken away.
Game 1 of the Series is now history,
But that’s what they’re arguing in KC.
From Gonfalon to Woebegone
by James Finn Garner
From gonfalon
To woebegone
KC fans are crying like their fountain
That James Shields
A smorgasbord yields?
A surprise (save Joe Buck) to no one.
The Giant hill ace
Has a fall ERA
So small as to be microscopic
While it’s time for “Big Game”
To drop the nickname
And meetings for that MLB biopic.
Who Woulda Thunk?
by Stephen Jones
The Giants are flirting with destiny,
The Royals are a star-crossed team —
Yet neither got the goodwill scrutiny
In Vegas, where hope is but a dream.
Blind Vegas wrote reams
Of its number streams,
The odds which it put down on paper,
But no one, it seems,
Trusted these two teams
To play for it all in October.