. It pushes the human animal to new heights, fuels him with courage and cleverness and not a little bit of fear. So it always has been and always shall be, unless you're a pacifist hippie vegan or a member of an oil cartel.
When immortal truths about ourselves, our souls, need examination, when action has ended and contemplation has begun, I usually turn to the
. But today, I forge ahead without him. Join me.
Velez's glove is nothing like the sun;
'Tis far from gold, aye, much more kith to lead;
No lock to steal though like a deer he'll run;
And bat at balls from dirt to o'er head.
I have seen promise in the one call'd Burriss,
But promise stardom does not guarantee;
More time in Fresno might help to assure us
A future shortstop with fair OBP.
I wish Frandsen success, yet well I know
Cruel fate can bring the brave too soon to ground;
Call me a heel, I listen and forebode;
His every step may bring a snapping sound.
If all three fail the test and take a hike, it
May come to
Orlando, if you like it.
Josh Bard?
Nice work. You started with an above-average bad pun title and then took it to another level.
You're right, that's a terrible pun. I should have gone with "The Double Play's the Thing."
Very nice. I was a bit turned off initially, and was going to skip, but it was worth reading your psuedo-Bard. Well Done, old chap!
Is that Iambic pentameter? I enjoyed it very much.
But it may be that my wife's longstanding aversion to both sports and Shakespeare were like sauce on the peotry...
Was that lifted from "Midsummer Night's Dream"? Or maybe it was "Winter's Tale" or "Much Ado About Nothing." Nah! On further thought, it appears you were quoting "Comedy of Errors." Definitely NOT "All's Well That Ends Well.
If you really want to know, I lifted most of it from Sonnet E-4.