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Utley’s Coroner

by Michael X. Ferraro

Chase Utley gets plunked all the time.
Sometimes he leans in, like a mime.
But Matt Harvey drilled hard,
Because Chase took him yard.
Does Baseball not think this a crime?

 

Chase Utley led the league in HBP three years running, from 2007-9. He has also homered so often to the right field porch at Citi Field, the Mets announcers have christened it “Utley’s Corner.”

Michael X. Ferraro is a writer and Phillies fan trapped in Los Angeles. His latest book is the satirical sports novel, Circus Catch.



Hope Springs a Leak Eternal

by Hilary Barta

Never weep for my Wrigley Field wishes
Though they sleep with the Stygian fishes
They were laid six feet deep
But, decayed, up they creep
And they’ll keep, just like frigging street knishes.

 



Bleacher Bump

by Hilary Barta

While it’s coming, the day’s drawing near
Where’s a Bum ‘sposed to station his rear?
Though the bleachers ain’t done,
Cheers to each sodden one:
Don’t be glum! There’s no rationing beer!

 



Piggly Wrigley

by Hilary Barta

Running late and still under construction
That’s the state of the Cubs’ run production
Plus the seats the bums prize
Though defeat’s no surprise
Their team’s great — but at blunder and suction.

 



Designated Visitors

by Jim Siergey

Construction at Wrigley’s a mess
Completion by June is best guess
Should league take a stand,
Have Cubs’ home be banned
And make them perennial guests?

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