by Grady Hammerson
A decade now of losing woes,
Of succumbing to the AL foes.
Ten long years of losing flings
As other teams collect their rings.
Since the glory days of Frank and Brooks,
When Palmer induced those nervous looks,
When Ripken played without much rest,
Before Palmeiro failed his test,
When Boog was more than BBQ’s,
Before the Yankees stole our Moose,
Back when Brady hit 50 dingers–
The memory of it barely lingers.
We still watch and hope and pray
That the Orioles will succeed someday,
That they will hit a winning stride
And let their fans feel joy and pride,
But for now we watch games rarely pleasin’,
And say, “At least there’s football season.”
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