Friday, September 13, 2013

Casey at the Bat


Haiku My Heart
September 13, 2013


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Lost Derek Jeter

The blemish could be neater

A-Rod's a cheater




Nearing the end of September. As a fan of the game of baseball, I watch the contested races with enthusiasm, but I can’t get over how money makes the game cheap and slut-like. Still, the ball is thrown and caught and sometimes hit, and that is what keeps me intrigued. That a game invented over 100 years ago has the same measurements today. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent.

Peace

16 comments:

Lea said...

Yes. Keeping our eye on the ball, I think the key here. Nothing like the sound when the bat hits the ball. Nothing. Batter up.

readinpleasure said...

money is now leveler, always has been but even more so now. Everything is counted in bucks! Thanks for the visit to my blog. enjoy the weekend!

rebecca said...

i love your cheeky post today!
you have me smitten for a certain someone i have loved forever. i can close my eyes and see his crush my heart smile, as his bat smacks the ball and part of me; seemingly to heaven. he runs like the wind, and i am standing in a sea of friends cheering him on!
when life does not open the door to the fulfillment of love, we get to have that lump in our hearts, that inhaling of dreams and hopes that never fail to lift us outside of the here and now into a landslide home run of eternal love. thank you for taking me back....

peggy gatto said...

Put me in coach........
: )

acreativeharbor.com said...

Fun haiku ~ made me smile ~ happy weekend,
carol, xo

gma said...

Lee watches more than I do but that's a great haiku.
Go Diamondbacks.

Fallingladies said...

I am appreciating your haiku and clever post even without loving baseball! GLad to see you back, missed you for a few weeks!

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Too bad about the degeneration of the game, isn't it?

Priti.Lisa said...

Always thought A-rod was a rapper...silly me. I will quote my mom now, when she heard baseball should be played on fresh mown grass.
"Baseball should be played on broken glass"...my mom always has the best answer.
♥♥

wabisabipoet said...

Too bad the kids look up to these guys so much! Shame on them! Have a great weekend! and may your team win!

Dawn Elliott said...

This is cuter than ever!!! Gotta love a haiku that rhymes AND makes sense!

Gotham Girl said...

Perfect! My thoughts exactly!

Norma Ruttan said...

this kind of blemish is what has spoiled this sport for me!

susan said...

When I first moved to the US it was my husband and father-in-law's mutual enthusiasm and knowledge that made me love a sport I'd never followed. The first trip to Fenway was a revelation and I cried when we sat in the stands at Cooperstown to watch an exhibition game.

It is a perfect game. Thanks for the post and your saucy haiku that encapsulates how things have changed.

Mel said...

I'm irritated with the whole lot of 'em right now.
*laughing* Doesn't stop me from watching the Cubs that he-who-is-a-fan watches.
I almost find myself rooting for them!
This from a die hard Yankee fan.

Yes, even I'm shaking my head....

Hazel Ceej said...

Fun rhyme! even for a non-baseball fan like me.

Hazel