14 October 2017 (NLCS, Game 1): Oh Puig is on a tear! He’s got the ropes

Oh Puig is on a tear! He’s got the ropes
In hand and has been hot throughout the rounds!
That wild horse is carrying our hopes
And dreams to places thought as sacred grounds!
Again though, Kershaw was not super sharp;
He had to exit stage just after five.
But fear we don’t, for bullpen soothes like harp
Of Orpheus; they keep the faith alive!
‘Twas controversy when they blocked the plate
And after replay, we were ‘warded run.
But matter it did not! Then Kenley ate
Chicago’s deep dish pizza, saved game one!
This afternoon, ol’ Rich will take the Hill
And try to put more bear meat on the grill!

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7 October 2017 (NLDS, Game 2): Disturbed the snakes we have! Just need one more

Disturbed the snakes we have! Just need one more
To move onto the next phase of the plan!
Our dreams are close and knocking at the door,
And we have sizzlin’ reptiles on the pan.
Before, we struggled much ‘gainst Robbie Ray.
But now, it seems the nightmares are not haunting;
Shown in four runs that we sprayed
Against him! Now that task seems far from daunting.
Blue arms, for the most part, were prestige!
A mirrored effort from those in the back
Of last night’s lineup: Logan, Austin, Puig
Combined went eight for twelve! They had the knack!
This is a chance to sweep, sauté, and swim
Again in Zona’s pool. Yu, make them grim!

6 October 2017 (NLDS, Game 1): For Promised Land we want! JT’s up front

For Promised Land we want! JT’s up front
To lead the way as Ginger Moses, ail
The pitching snakes by driving in five runs
Including three that quickly tipped the scales!
Now Kershaw, whom we trust, was good enough
But not the stellar instrument we know,
For he gave up four solo shots. ‘Tis rough
By Clayton’s standards. Thankfully our flow
Of offense went beyond the bearded man.
Yasiel and Corey both batted in two,
And when Puig got on base he just began
To be a kid and to his heart be true!
Tonight the fight continues. Rich Hill rakes
And takes the mound – I pray for no mistakes!

30 September 2017: The most victorious in L.A.’s time!

The most victorious in L.A.’s time!
Additionally, we have clinched home field
Advantage all the way in autumn’s climb.
And at the end, the bracket has been sealed.
Uncanny Kershaw was not near his best,
So bullpen took the ropes for final five
And kept their bats from opening like chest
At Port Royal. Productive outs contrived
By Chris pushed us into the needed lead!
Another shot from Puig that spurred some cheers
Since Dodger fans go everywhere we tread!
A four-out Kenley save then soothed our gears.
The final game of season comes today
And matter it does not, so drink away!

27 September 2017: I swear to Lord this team is back in swing!

I swear to Lord this team is back in swing!
Though our sweep victim is not a good team,
Seeing the offense shine so much like bling
Puts me back into that two month-old dream.
In the first three, we touched home seven times!
Then after, three shots solo manifested
Thanks to Curtis, Corey, Puig’s long dimes.
No pressure on the bats, how uncontested!
On the mound for seven innings, Rich
Was an unstoppable force – just two hits
And not a run allowed. Then bullpen’s niche
Finished it off and tore the ‘Dres to bits!
One last day off before the final three
In Colorado. Ryu, don’t give spree!

23 September 2017: The day before was better; bats were bare

The day before was better; bats were bare
Last night as we faced MadBum. Almost all
The way were shut down, until Barnes squared
And sent it into stands, over the wall.
That solo shot was not enough to tie,
And Ryu only got out seven guys.
Then later on, McCarthy came to try
And did alright, returning like one wise.
Feelings of discouragement at the end
When Puig decided to steal second base.
Doc was not pleased and made it known. Depend
We can’t on those bad choices in this race.
Our last game ‘gainst the Giants is this afternoon,
And Kershaw’s in to start, oh what a boon!

17 September 2017: Unfortunately, we did not use brooms

Unfortunately, we did not use brooms
To say goodbye to nation’s capital.
The bullpen’s fallout has emitted fumes
That beckon me to cover up in wool.
At Stripling’s fault, Zimmerman knocked it out
And tamed our rediscovered wild ways.
Ryu was not bad, but could not get out
Of the fourth inning – just one of those days.
Our only offense came from Logan’s hit
That brought in Puig. The bullpen worries me,
For this team we must face again with grit
Or else, no rings for us; that won’t bring glee.
To Philadelphia, the team will go
And starting off with Kershaw can’t be woe.