Double Play - Part 2
(Continued from Double Play - Part 1)
With glove on knee and fingered stitch the pitcher was so ready
He threw the ball at Casey who like a rock was steady
Casey thought he’d fool them all and moved his bat to bunt
The prayers were truly needed, it was a foolish stunt
“Horse-feathers” screamed the stricken folk, all in unison
While the jaw dropped players on the bases just plain forgot to run
The catcher’s foot stomped the plate then he shot the ball to third
Time it froze, amidst the gasps “You’re out” “You’re out” was heard
Casey dropped the bat, and stormed the path to first
As stricken fans downed a beer this time it wasn’t thirst
Casey knew he could atone for yesterday’s black sin
If he beat the ball to the bag so he ran the race to win
Neither printed word or young of mind recorded the winner’s name
All we know is Ernie’s words live in the hall of fame
And on that day, before the bleachers and ‘twix the powdered lime
Mustached players with ball and bat gave birth to our pastime
Copyright © Jerry Hackett | Year Posted 2018
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