by James Finn Garner
The Sox hopes are buoyed
By young Gavin Floyd.
Could this hurler be one for the eras?
If not, then they’re stuck
With Buerhle’s bad luck
And “forever young” Jose Contreras.
Posted 4/29/08
Published in James Finn Garner, Pure doggerel, Chicago White Sox, Chicago White Sox | Link to this poem |
