I thought the derby was back in July,
But I guess it continued yesterday
In Queens since we hit five into the sky!
Indeed, it seems, the bats came out to play.
Sir Rich got real unlucky in the first
And our offense did not hit ’til the sixth,
Which is when the power began to burst
By adding many dingers to the mix!
The best-played fifty games in history
Of our great franchise – heavens! what a run.
The total of victories: forty three,
And maybe counting? Scenes if we can stun!
Another Sunday night to watch our team.
We’ll see if Ryu repeats what we dream!
Another comeback! Thanks to Ginger Christ,
We fought back from five down to nail the sweep!
Some shoddy early defense made hopes iced,
But in the end, we got a game to keep!
Our pitching was alright – the bullpen strong
Like diamonds underneath a gamma ray.
The dongs from Puig and Joc went far and very long,
And Chase was close to one – his hair so gray
But heart still burning! Wolverine’s sac fly
Was very strange, but it still tied the game!
Then JT came to say hello, goodbye!
And that’s five straight that we will gladly claim.
We have a day to rest before we take
On our worst enemies; Wood takes that wake.
Another nine straight wins? Sounds good to me!
I love how this team just forgot to lose.
With hitters like JT that 2-for-3
So often, winning often’s barely news.
Control is back for Rich – it’s frightening
For other teams that have to face his wrath.
He struck out nine in five, just like lightning
Strikes unprotected serpents in the bath.
The end was tense, for Kenley’s count was high
And even with him on, the lead got cut
To one. But in the end, we let out sigh
For just as usual, the door was shut.
A day off in Chicago for the blue,
Then ‘morrow Kershaw takes his turn to brew.
Revolving like a cycle, Cody’s wheels
As he came into third base like a jet
Ski finishing its surf. Oh, all the feels
Are in our memories; we won’t forget!
And then, Sir Wood again did dominate
The Marlins with his arm of wondrous deeds!
Eleven wins, no losses – oh, how great!
And in return, he’ll receive much proceeds.
An inside pitch made Puig mad (rightly so),
But care we shan’t, for eight straight we have won.
When will we lose a game? Hell, I don’t know!
To think ’bout that, I won’t – this team’s too fun!
Today, Hill’s on the hill for ninth straight kill.
The winning chance is high – I think they will.
The magic from the first half’s still alive!
Down to the wire did the team persist
As Puig launched far a ball upon a drive!
It was his second bomb that day he kissed!
Our loss of lead earlier in the game,
Due to B-Mac’s rough day, did not prevent
An ending filled with sadness, doubt, and shame
Where all our hopes for triumph would be spent.
As Dave proclaimed when talking ’bout the win,
“Big players make big plays in big moments.”
That seems to be a theme for this season,
And everything is starting to make sense.
Can we keep up the mojo that we have?
It’s up to Alex Wood – today’s mound nav!
THE MAGIC KEEPS ON BLESSING L.A.’s TEAM!
IMPOSSIBLE IT SEEMED, BUT IT WAS DONE!
FROM THREE RUNS DOWN, THE COMEBACK WAS A DREAM
COME TRUE – AND OH, HOW EXCELLENTLY FUN!
BUT FIRST, RICH HILL: SO PLEASANT ON THE MOUND
BESIDES THE ONE HOME RUN THAT HE GAVE UP.
HE LOOKS SO STRONG OUT THERE, GIVES POUND FOR POUND
AND STRUCK’EM OUT AND STUCK’EM LIKE SYRUP.
OH, SAVIORS CHRIS AND COREY – PRAISE TO THEE
FOR ACTS HEROIC BEYOND EARTHLY REALM!
WHEN OFFENSE SUCKED AND MADE US FANS ANGRY,
IN HAPPINESS AND RELIEF DID YOU WHELM.
Tonight, we’ll see if Maeda can
Return to the man we know from Japan.