Quite silenced by the rookie we have been
Besides a Muncy dinger. What a shame
It is to be shut down upon the shin
A second time by Lauer. Not much flame
And glamour came from Hill; four runs in one
Frame from the man was all it took
For Padres’ victory. Not very fun
To see another loss into the book.
Although, Rich went the distance! Nice indeed
To see longevity in that old man.
First place evades again. We really need
To step up to the top and help the fan.
With newborn soon in arms, Maeda makes
A start tonight to snap in half the rakes!
The seven seas be swept by many swings!
Such energy akin to fireworks
That burst throughout the air last night. With wings
Did baseballs fly by Chris & Grandal’s smirks!
Three RBIs from each proved just enough
For Rich to pitch a game I’d call quite nice.
He ran the bases like a cheetah! Rough
Would be an insult to his speedy spice.
Hope I have that his awkward slide will not
Return him to the list of men in pain.
Much closer to division lead we’ve gotten
But today we’ll just relax near reign.
A gallop on the freeways to the place
Where angels get to fly around in space.
Why, offense, canst thou not perform when Rich
Is rocking on the hill? And bullpen, tell
Your troubles; why you cannot keep a pitch
Inside the park? Sometimes, a sense of hell
Envelops all my thinking of this team.
Those bright spots, like ten K’s from Rich, are faint
Upon occasion. Bats must match a dream
Where anything is possible. A saint
Or two is needed in the pen real soon
And maybe someone well enough to spark
This sometimes-dormant offense with a spoon
Electrified. Someone add bite to bark!
Maeda makes an effort to support
Our enigmatic bittersweet cohort.
A fest of homers held by bluest bats!
Two bombs each from sirs Cody and Kiké
With more from Joc and who could forget Max?
But ultimately, JT saved the day
In extra innings with his shot to left!
Remember when our power at the start
Of season was quite low? That notion’s cleft
As we now lead the league in homers! Heart
Of goodness, though, was not with Rich on hill
Because he struggled and assigned his blame
Upon mechanics. Worry not, for fill
The void did offense do to win the game!
Ten games at home, kicked off with four against
Those Cubs we faced last week. A set intense!
Too many left on base makes one not win
Even when Rich Hill pitches at his best
And gives six scoreless innings. What a sin
To waste a start and bullpen super blessed.
Expected not was Goeddel giving up
That run since he’s been quite reliable.
No arm is perfect. Like a living cup
Of wine that has been spilled on the table,
Some moments lacked of luck. This just seemed like
A game of dullness without edge to bite.
Almora wanted badly to send strike
And did so. Overall, a quite close fight.
Before the trip to New York, one more match
At Wrigley. Ross will try to serve the batch.
A comeback? What is this thing that we’ve done?
It’s been so long since this team’s done that thing
Where in the ninth we trail, but then have won
By perseverance and a few good swings.
The blister struck again, so bullpen had
To record every out. Ultimately,
They rocked the boat though Hudson made me mad
And there was a home run for Max Muncy.
The ninth kicked off with Austin’s hit to right
And then a Forsythe single set the plate
For Kemp to double in and steal the night
Away. Then Kenley saved again! How great!
To sweep would be the dream, and Alex Wood
Will give a go to do it. Would be good!
Well there was life, but it was just a tease.
By coming back from three down, I could see
The shades of last year’s team beyond the trees.
How Kiké brought me positivity!
And then how it was crushed in inning twelve
When Daniel sent his snakes back in the lead.
So back into the misery I dwell
Like it’s a winter and it’s warmth I need.
Rich has not been superb. He even knows
That starting games like this will not sit well
With fans who almost certainly oppose
This gruesome start to season, straight from hell.
And in the next game, Wood will try to win
For the first time this season. Rough, it’s been.