Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

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I hereby take John Watts' and Sam Kauffman's challenge to write a poem for Opening Day of the Baseball Season.  Batter up! ...

Major League Baseball -- 2020

The crack of the bat
  but no crackerjacks
The game we held dear
  without a beer or a cheer

The ball sails into the stands
  where it's empty of fans
Radios pick up the players talk
  and their cleats as they walk

The 'boys in the booth'
  may not be long in the tooth
Yet once-exciting plays
  just don't thrill or amaze

"The runner slides into home!" --
  where we watch all alone
Sigh... The 'old ball game'
  ~ is just not the same

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Caren Krutsinger July 28, 2020 at 4:38 AM You have penned a poem that explains the craziness of this weird empty stadium well.

John Gondolf July 26, 2020 at 9:17 AM I agree, watching the Rangers opener was really strange. For a donation of $50 the Rangers Foundation would put a cut out out your picture in a seat, there were several hundred right behind home plate. From the centerfield camera it appeared that there were fans in the stands...but it was silent. Your poem captures the moment, Gershon. Cheers, John Gershon Wolf July 26, 2020 at 1:00 PM Yeah, it's even a bit strange on the radio with that canned background noise. It must be totally weird on TV. (Haven't watched the tube for a couple decades or four). Today the noise is pretty loud at the Cubs-Brewers game. The announcers claim that the tech guys revved up the noise considerably... Thanks, John! Best always, Gershon

Ts Poetry July 26, 2020 at 8:37 AM I was looking at the prices to go on Murphy's rooftop...a bit pricey for me... great piece...play ball Gershon Wolf July 26, 2020 at 12:55 PM Hey, TS! Those rooftop prices are through the roof, are they not?! A whole 'byte' too pricey for me, I confess. Take me home (to my radio) to the ballgame. Take me in to my room... Cheers, Gershon

Janice Canerdy July 26, 2020 at 5:44 AM Very well done, Gershon. This too shall pass--some day, whenever God is ready to take it away. Janice Gershon Wolf July 26, 2020 at 11:17 AM Right, the whole shebang is in God's hands. We'll see what happens... though we have to make our effort down here too... Thanks, Gershon

Joseph Soper July 26, 2020 at 1:41 AM well done... it doesnt quite feel the same. but at least there is still baseball such that it is... Gershon Wolf July 26, 2020 at 11:06 AM Yes. I enjoy listening to it on the radio while I'm writing poems. Seriously, what a nerd I am. lol. Smiles, Gershon

Jennifer Proxenos July 26, 2020 at 12:40 AM IT WILL COME TO PASS MY FRIEND, AND YOUR BEER AND CHEER AND FRIENDS WILL ALL BE THERE WITH YOU! i CAN IMAGINE THE FEELING THOUGH! HUGS AND BLESSINGS, JENNIFER Gershon Wolf July 26, 2020 at 11:06 AM Ha, ha! No need to be concerned about me, my friend. I haven't attended baseball games for a couple decades, and only did so to introduce the sport to my kids... Wrote this one for others. My nerdy friends and I spend our spare time visiting patients in nursing homes, reading to blind people, and other do-gooder pursuits. Beers and cheers -- don't even know what they feel like, truth be told. Cheers and beers, Gershon