31 October 2017 (World Series, Game 6): And now, each team is one win from the gold.

And now, each team is one win from the gold.
We figured out Verlander to prolong
This Series of a lifetime! Now we’ve rolled
Into November for the final song.
The first five frames were frightening. Hill just
Went less than five, but was not terrible.
Chase took a hit by pitch; part of his lust.
That kept alive the chance to save the world!
Chris tied it up with double! Corey sac’d
To take the lead! Then next frame, Joctober
Continued with an oppo bomb so whacked!
Then Kenley pitched 6 outs to say “over.”
Tonight’s the final stand. Le jeu ultime.
May baseball gods bless Yu to lead This Team.

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28 October 2017 (World Series, Game 4): You like that?! Because I sure as hell do!

You like that?! Because I sure as hell do!
With almost flawless pitching job from Wood
And bullpen’s mastery, ‘Stros just hit two!
It was late when the offense understood
The time to rally was upon the back
Of Cody, who initiated launch
With double in the seventh; then attack
From Logan tied it up with his true staunch!
The ninth rolled ’round, their closer fell apart
And with two on, Sir Belli struck it well!
Then after a sac fly, Joc smacked a dart
Into the right field stands! It made me yell!
Tonight, the most amazing lefty fights
To bring this team to long-missed soaring heights!

1 October 2017: The marathon has ended with a win

The marathon has ended with a win,
But now October’s sprint awaits our tears
And grins and shouts and every emotion.
One hundred four wins: most in L.A.’s years!
Our bullpen was in charge for this last match;
Subtracting B-Mac’s follies, they did well.
That save by 1-2-3 from Josh has latched
Into my memories; I tag it swell!
So many helpful swings when in the top,
Especially from Seager’s three-for-three
And Joc’s two doubles; vintage was his chop!
Who starts on Friday? That’s no mystery!
It’s Clayton, for who else would start the run?
Oh bless these boys; this trophy must be won.

9 August 2017: We’ve tired a team for the eightieth time

We’ve tired a team for the eightieth time,
And from behind we came to pull it off!
The first strike from another Cody dime,
His thirty third – it makes our rivals scoff.
Wood looked alright, but by himself he could
Not win for us; ‘Twas up to Joc and Puig.
The first man dubbed to right to tie it good,
Then Yasiel gave hell and lead was swigged!
Our bullpen (Josh and Jansen) kept at bay
The Diamondbacks’ desires to retrieve
A lead they once possessed, but we said “nay”
And were content with what we did achieve!
It is start two for Yu in his blue gear.
To victory, we hope his arm can steer!

26 July 2017: Another comeback! Thanks to Ginger Christ

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.

24 July 2017: When darkness falls, the light of Cody shines

When darkness falls, the light of Cody shines
Around the diamond, saving with his jack
That soared past center yond enemy lines
To give us needed lead! Now we are back
Into the winning groove! That is three straight.
Paredes, who’d been minor leaguer long,
Received his chance and got the win of late.
Then Kenley came and righted yester’s wrong.
Forgot not when Yaz and Joc hit their shots,
Then Puig took three bags; Chris then drove him in!
And without Clayton, we still ‘nect the dots,
So no big deal! It’s business as it’s been.
Maeda’s marked to make the night real nice.
If he goes six, the bats will dash with spice.

8 July 2017: We walk the walk, but talk about a game!

We walk the walk, but talk about a game!
The end was just the climax of it all.
When we drew four straight walks in the tenth frame,
We could not help but say “Well, that’s baseball!”
Sir Cody’s patience paid off with that walk,
And ‘lest we not forget his tying bomb
That took us off the loser’s chopping block,
Eventually restoring Dodger calm.
A rock from Joc was also hit real far,
Providing for the hottest team in town.
McCarthy came back strong; ’twas not bizarre.
And now we are the best, so please bow down.
There’s one more game before the Stars align.
It’s Kershaw day, and so the sun will shine!