by James Finn Garner
Hunter Pence showed how it’s done
Hitting three times instead of one
Earning a futile “Whazz-muh–?”
From an addled Peter Kozma.
And from the mound, young Matt Cain
Gave the Cards a Giant pain.
The contest called by Buster Posey
Came up smelling like a rosey.
So it’s the Coasts, both West and Third.
No more miracles for the Birds.
Plus, TV watchers praise their luck:
Coitus interruptus for McCarver and Buck.
Posted on 10/23/12
Published in Detroit Tigers, James Finn Garner, Pure doggerel, San Francisco Giants, St. Louis Cardinals | Link to this poem | 3 Comments
Stephen Jones wrote,
I like the last stanza especially. Soul mates (sole mates too?) McCarver and Buck – the only interuptus are the commercials.
Link | October 23rd, 2012 at 6:39 pm
Michael X. Ferraro wrote,
Whazz-muh!!!
Link | October 24th, 2012 at 11:03 pm
James Finn Garner wrote,
Wait for our new dance mix coming up soon, “Whazz-muh Style!”
Link | October 25th, 2012 at 1:28 pm