The Gamers' Bullpen

Well to continue with the theme...This has truly been an "Unexpected Party" for me.

A group of bearded heroes set forth on a quest, to reclaim what was rightfully theirs from a big red bird.

The next chapter of "There and back again"...

Far south of Boston's foggy cold

To fandom meek and park of mold

We played the Rays from Tampa Bay

To seek World Series trophy gold.

The Sox fans down south made mighty yell,

While Ray fans countered with lame cow bell

Sox caused balls to leap, Rays went without a peep,

Boston moved on and could rest a spell.

Onto ancient team and coaching lord

Team of solid bat with ace pitching hoard

We battled and fought, looking good for Detroit

'Til Papi's bat spoke with thunderous word.

Far over Appalachian Mountains old

To city that weeps and stadium cold

We win the two of three, to the Sox fans glee.

To claim League Series stranglehold.

Goblets were full of Sam Adams Beer

Fenway was packed, roaring with mighty cheer

Victorino's slam long, stirred many a song

Red Sox claimed Pennant for another year.

The Pirates were crying out in fright,

The Dodgers were moaning in the night.

The Bird was red, it's fandom spread;

From City which brews and drinks Bud Light.

Gritty team sent poor pitched balls to sail

Solid pitching made former Sox bats flail;

The Cardinal’s ire more fierce than fire

Both Tinseltown and Steel City looked frail.

Old rivals again meet beneath the moon;

Cards swept in '04 wish to change that tune.

St. Lou shall learn to Fear the Beard

Once again Champs will be the Red Sox soon!

Far over Appalachian Mountains grim

Comes a Cards team who don't feel chances slim.

Pitch count and double play, shall win the day,

And take World Series gold from them!

Friday, July 10, 2015