By Stu Shea
The Red Sox game was thrilling,
A feast of pitching filling,
But the Aâ€™s hit lots of balls quite hard off Curt.
Some big plays saved his bacon,
And the plans that he was makinâ€™
Fell to pieces as he got his just dessert.
Shannon Stewart foiled the no-no,
But Curt Schilling still won 1-0,
So he has to feel okay despite the shock.
And while he may feel abashed,
With his histâ€™ry-making dashed,
At least he didn’t bleed right through his sock.
In reference to Curt Schilling’s June 7 one-hitter.
Published in Boston Red Sox, Players, Pure doggerel, Stu Shea | Link to this poem | No Comments