Mighty Rockies are at Bat
Lew, I think in frustration, suggested I write a poem about the frustrations of baseball. So, here is my attempt at baseball therapy, with slight apologies to Casey at Bat.
Mighty Rockies are at Bat
Blazing Bryant is at bat
A hit, a hit, a hit!
Oh, can it be we won?
Alas, it goes straight
To the first baseman!
And that, folks,
Is out # one!
Ruthless Rodger’s is good to go
He’s been awarded a golden glove
And he’s one we’ve come to love.
The ball he hits goes
Way, way, way out there
Right into the outfield glove!
Mighty McMahn bats number three
They say he’s our best
And stats don’t lie
Do they?
“Strike one,” the umpire shouts
“Strike two,” the umpire yells
“No,” the crowd screams!
“Strike three!”
Mighty Mac has struck out!
But hope we must!
The game is baseball
So, first, I think
They hafta get
To first base!
Wilma Gundy
Probably not to be continued.
Thanks Mom! A little humor always helps!
And, OMG!! Thanks to a GRAND SLAM by guess who?! (Mighty McMahn)
in the bottom of the 9th, the Rockies just won their home opener!!!
So, the Rox are now 2-6 and 156-6 is still possible!!
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"Oh, somewhere in this favoured land the sun is shining bright,
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light;
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout,
But there is no joy in Mudville (Denver) — mighty Casey (Mac) has struck out."
Ernest Lawrence Thayer 1863 – 1940