Chicago, Chicago, That Toddlin’ Town

By David Bellel

Chicago, Chicago, that toddlin’ town
Those Chisox, those Chisox, they play like they’re clowns
Bet your bottom dollar even AJ could have won in Chicago, Chicago,
The town where poor Adam Dunn got shut down

On West 35th Street, that great street, I just want to say
They do things they don’t do on Broadway
Ozzie had the time, the worst time of his life
His bats went dead, unlike his hot-looking wife
In Chicago, Chicago, Joe Girardi’s home town

Chicago, Chicago, that toddlin’ town
Chicago, Chicago the Yanks will toss them around – we love it
Bet your bottom dollar Hughes will lose his blues in Chicago, Chicago,
The town where for six innings even he shut them down

On West 35th Street, that great street, I just want to say
They do things they don’t do on Broadway
Ozzie had the time, the worst time of his life
His bats went dead, unlike his hot-looking wife
In Chicago, Chicago, Chicago, Joe Girardi’s home town

A Bridge Too Far For The Yankees?

by Stephen Jones

A litany of problems

.     Dead arm  Tommy John
.     Rotator cuff  Inflamed shoulder
.     Hamstring  Deep bruising

A roll call of DL pitchers

.     Chamberlain & Chavez
.     Colon Corona & Curtis
.     Feliciano & Hughes
.     Marte Sanit & Soriano

And a lazy susan carousel of prospects

.     Coming & going from the minors

What’s next?  What’s the math?
How to engineer the gap between
The starting rotation and Rivera?

Illegal Pitch

by Barbara Gregorich

Tar, grease, sweat and snot —
clever viscous daubs
skew its dives and dips.

Powerless to determine
its seriously wacko flight,
mighty sluggers whiff.

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Barbara Gregorich is the author of She’s on First, Women at Play, and the recently published mystery, Sound Proof. Her poetry has been published in Barnwood, Blue Collar Review, Prairie Journal, and other magazines.

Derek Sends Us Reaching For The Bottle

by David Bellel

RIP Gil-Scott Heron

See that half black boy over there, runnin’ scared
His baseball game just goes half-throttle
He done quit getting high fives to choke full time
So now his fans are living in the bottle

See that half black boy over there, runnin’ scared
His baseball game just goes half-throttle
This ol’ man has got a problem
Can’t do hardly anything,
Minka won’t get a wedding ring but a bottle.

And don’t you think it’s a crime
When time after time, our old heroes send us reaching for the bottle
Living in a bottle

See that half brotha he was so fine before he
Stared to decline
While his fans hit the bottle
Last time he was fine was in 2009
and now he’s just markin’ time,
While his fans hit the bottle.

You’ll find David posting with the rest of Yankee stalwarts over at It Is High, It Is Far, It Is….Caught.