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Natural Born Thriller
Kerry Wood
Why do you live so dangerously
Close to the edge:
The walks;
The hit batsmen;
And the deep fly balls.
Would a 1-2-3 inning bore you?
Do you not feel alive unless you have runners on base?
Yes, you get the job done
And you bleed Cubbie blue–
But think of Ron Santo’s heart next time you’re on the mound
And keep the excitement at a medium level.
Go Cubs Go? [2008 Remix]
Baseball season’s well underway
We thought at first it was a brand new day
Harry Caray is rollin’ in his grave
The Cubs just lost again today
They’re singing,
Go Cubs Go?
Oh god no
Harry Caray is rollin’ in his grave
The Cubs just lost again today
They got the power, they got the speed
To be the best in the National League
But if they don’t step it up a bit
The whole season will go to ****.
They’re singing,
Go Cubs Go?
Oh god no
Harry Caray is rollin’ in his grave
The Cubs just lost again today
You can catch it all on WGN
Unless they’re on Comcast again
Sometimes even on ESPN
But won’t be found in the postseason
They’re singing,
Go Cubs Go?
Oh god no
Harry Caray is rollin’ in his grave
The Cubs just lost again today
Ode to Dusty: A Limerick
Dusty Baker rode into town,
The Ballad of Jon Lieber Pt. 1
Rich Hill went up the hill,
with a broom to sweep the Pirates.
Rich lost command,
which Lou couldn’t stand,
so into the game came Jon Lieber.
Cubs Haiku 4/06/08
Cubs at .500:
High water mark of the year!
I’ll drink to that.
Kosuke Limerick
Fukudome came from Japan
With his monster bat in hand.
Right out of the gate,
He went four-for-eight!
And won over the hearts of the fickel fans.
Ryan Dempster Haiku
You didn’t just do that:
Drop your bat while warming up?
You were kidding, right?
Fukudome…
…is not pronounced:
“**** you-do-me.”
His name is pronounced:
“****ing-awesome.”
Chicago Wastes a Brilliant Start by Zambrano
Cubs
Pitching:
Good and bad.
Wood catches fire,
Howry gets lit up.
Zambrano does his thing,
And Marmol cannot be hit.
Nothing much has changed from last year…
At least no one looked worse than Gagne:
A sweaty bundle of nerves on the mound.
Next Year is Here!
It’s Opening Day
and the rain is coming down
at Wrigley Field
to wash
away
our
dreams.
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