15 Feb 2017: The call to arms

Oh sky, so bright: illuminate for those
Who come to Arizona to prepare
For training in the spring. Nothing compares
To the return of all the strong elbows.
The ones that throw from mound to plate arose
For this occasion; to miss it, they shan’t dare.
The men who snatch the heat out of thin air:
They’ve readied for the dirtying of their clothes.
A man named Clayton’s known for being good,
And by his side—a sir that goes by Yaz.
Oh, good ole Rich and Scott, young Alex Wood!
A lad named Barnes, with gloves upon his paws.
The catchers and the pitchers: there they stood,
Reporting to the Ranch to end the pause.


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