Tag Archives: baseball

Grand Slam

  You can see it in the batter’s eyes As he makes contact, this time just right He feels it, the perfect click in his hands What he always aims at, but rarely achieves There is no resistance, everything flows … Continue reading

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Grand Slam

   You can see it in the batter’s eyes As he makes contact, this time just right He feels it, the perfect click in his hands What he always aims at, but rarely achieves There is no resistance, everything flows … Continue reading

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evening poem, september 12, 2015

I remember late summer The hot afternoons and cool evenings When night came earlier and dew sparkled On the cool grass beneath the post lights I remember the misting rain so fine That it seemed to hang suspended in the … Continue reading

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Voices V

I am willing to bet that there is not a baseball field in this country that isn’t haunted. Unless the lights are on and kids are playing, I won’t go near one after dark. But I know the ghosts at … Continue reading

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Afternoon Post, May 28, 2015

    It is after eight-thirty on a school night in early April and, of course, cold and dark.  There are only a few boys left at the field and all of them are standing around the batting cage, hoping … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, March 30, 2015

Clayton Kershaw stands on the mound like a statue Bigger than life I don’t know whether he was made for this game Or this game was made for him But he is fearless And ready to go His proportions and … Continue reading

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Midnight Poem, March 28, 2015

They are tall and lean And wear the bright red color of the team As they lope easily across the outfield Under the morning sun It’s March and the season is a month away The parks in the north are … Continue reading

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World Series: A Hidden Story

Good sportswriting is simply good writing.  Somebody finds an interesting story and tells it accurately, clearly and with sympathy for those concerned.  That’s what my buddy, Andrew Spradling, has done, yet again, with this report about one of the relief … Continue reading

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