What a Season — And It Ain’t Over Yet

by James Finn Garner

So now, my friends, it has come to this,
The World Series of 2015
The kids ablaze on the New York Amazin’s
Versus the Big Blue Royal Machine.

Let’s consider all that’s gone before
As we bid the warm weather goodbye
Some teams did roll as had been foretold
While others came through with surprise.

The new Cubbie kids swung some mean bats
The Blue Jays refused to show fear
Motown fell dead, now needs a retread
While the Giants await an even year.

The Dodgers in their close-ups again blinked
Staid St. Louis became hot and unglued
The Nationals sputtered, then throttled each other
The Lone Star State watched a marvelous feud

So when someone tells you baseball is boring,
Whether online, at work, in a bar,
Don’t chuckle or sigh. Look them straight in the eye
And say, “Baseball’s not boring — you are.”


Published in Chicago Cubs, Detroit Tigers, Fans, Houston Astros, James Finn Garner, Kansas City Royals, Los Angeles Dodgers, New York Mets, Pure doggerel, San Francisco Giants, St. Louis Cardinals, Texas Rangers, The Game Itself, Toronto Blue Jays, Washington Nationals, Youth | Link to this poem | 3 Comments

What a Season — And It Ain’t Over Yet: 3 Comments

  1. Stu Shea wrote,


  2. Hilary Barta wrote,

    You tell ’em, Jim.

  3. Hilary Barta wrote,

    Old baseball’s too slow and low scoring
    The pace of the show gets me snoring
    Yes, I’m short on attention,
    But the sport needs a pension
    And face it, all grown-ups are boring.

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