Sorry, We're Closed

Friday, June 08, 2007


Hey, folks.

I invite you to click on

Jim Garner (author of Politically Incorrect Bedtime Stories and the new Recut Madness) and I have joined forces in an attempt to revive the art of baseball poetry. No, not long, pretentious allegories about how Troy Percival's career rivals a Greek tragedy, but rather the kind of doggerel and light rhyme that once graced newspaper stories about the game in the early part of the 20th century.

For example, here's a new poem about the Florida Marlins:

Squish, squish, squish!
Let’s beat up on the Fish!
Nobody comes to their games anyhow
And you may find grilled marlin delish!

Our goal is to document every major event of the 2007 season through, players, scandals--nothing is off limits.

We'd not only like your eyes...we'd like your poems as well. Be they haiku, silly schoolyard rhymes, or even our special category--limericks about Barry Bonds--we want your words. You can do this as well as we can, and maybe even better! Please come on by, check it out, leave a few words, and come back to see who else is posting.



Post a Comment

<< Home