Hot. Humid.
No sun.
I loved Sanguillen.
Swingin’ at whatever looked good.
Copyright © 2021 by David Vaszko
Perceptive, passionate, and daring thoughts and feelings about our difficult times.
Hot. Humid.
No sun.
I loved Sanguillen.
Swingin’ at whatever looked good.
Copyright © 2021 by David Vaszko
A writer said to Rose,
Fewer boys play the game.
Pete said notice girls’ clothes.
You and I would do the same.
Copyright © 2021 by David Vaszko
Cobb had the killer.
So did Rose,
Ty was bitter.
Pete drew people close.
Copyright © 2021 by David Vaszko
When Reggie slid home in Detroit,
There was tremendous noise.
A real man transformed from little boy.
Copyright © 2021 by David Vaszko
They complained about the wind.
Willie said it isn’t hot.
They pissed and moaned and griped.
Willie told ’em: Learn to win with what you got.
Copyright © 2021 by David Vaszko
Mazeroski crossing home. Season at glorious end.
All the hoopin’ and hollerin’,
How many players were friends?
Copyright © 2021 by David Vaszko
Ty ran.
Determined to win.
Willie’s run was fun.
All the joy in him.
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Ruth toured Japan.
They waved American flags.
Seven years later you gagged.
Pearl Harbor.
Ships destroyed like tin cans.
Copyright © 2021 by David Vaszko
Men in old days didn’t talk about sex.
They talked about baseball.
Had lots of kids.
The meaning of it all.
Copyright © 2021 by David Vaszko
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