If money still happens to be
the sad currency by which we
value things like time,
performance, art, and
play
then my dream becomes a wish
within the confines of this world.
There might one day be a kind of
dry spiderweb material
spun on a grander human scale --
quite capable of withstanding
immense pressure and push and pull --
while remaining invisible
to the distracted human eye.
The web would work like backstop nets
to protect the fans now sitting
extremely close to the playing.
Foul territory diminished,
fan interference abolished,
no room for fat cops to stand 'round
cuz all the kids be getting closer:
the best seats in the house are saved
for the unaccompanied youth.
Now we can leave those deep outfield
walls and monsters right where they are.
My stadium is intimate
yet spacious and wild with nature.
There are no ads, no anthems, nor
flags or military symbols.
No corporate insignias
and no lucrative boob-tube deals.
Scoreboard? Sure
Jumbotron? Nah
Welcome to the ballpark
This blog aspires to provoke a response -- be it laughter, conversation, reflection or ranting -- by throwing some unique perspectives on baseball out there. With each new writing, we explore strange and wondrous features around the ever-expanding diamond.

Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
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Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
What a Week for Wilson Ramos
¡Accent on the O!
Los Nacionales beisból trackings
What a week for Wilson Ramos,
who was kidnapped
by Colombians
before gametime in
Aragua
Aragua
Whisked away
to the mountains of
Carabobo.
An elderly couple
provided food and water
while he waited
and he must've wondered
"¿Qué es ésta weá?"
He'd been taken
at gunpoint
and they wanted some
dinero
Or perhaps
to capture a catcher
to hit cleanup on
La Selección
de béisbol
de Colombia
Or perhaps
to capture a catcher
to hit cleanup on
La Selección
de béisbol
de Colombia
Baseball
is the most popular sport
en Venezuela
A
is the most popular sport
en Venezuela
A
15 minute
shootout
to rescue Wilson
in an airlift operation
tuvo éxito
Baseball
is the not most popular sport
en Colombia
Wilson Ramos
was naturally
relieved
It was a
final feliz
Baseball
is the not most popular sport
en Colombia
Wilson Ramos
was naturally
relieved
It was a
final feliz
His friend
Miguel Cabrera
was the first to call
his sister
with the
with the
buena noticia
She did not believe him
Sure!
Just call the
Venezuelan
Ministro del
Poder Popular para
las Relaciones
Interiores
y
Justicia
Ministro del
Poder Popular para
las Relaciones
Interiores
y
Justicia
And it was so
Eleven Colombians
have been arrested
of whom only 6
showed their
máscaras faciales
showed their
máscaras faciales
The papers didn't say
if they played
béisbol
nor
beisból
The papers did say
his abductors
were linked to"grupos de secuestro"
But c'mon, Colombia
Gotta
kidnap somebody better
than Wilson Ramos
no?
The very next day
Ramos finished a distant
fourth
for
the
NL
the
NL
RoY
What a week for Wilson Ramos
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Moons Over My Manny
Dreaded slugger of epic might
Joyful jester who kept it light
Did some drugs
Jacked some dingers
Peed on rugs
The smile that lingers
...he swings!
He rips the fucking cover off the ball
It bajooms of the left-centerfield wall.
RBI Double
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