Should have asked for winning in my prayer the other week;
When I told the sports gods that the only boon I'd seek
Was a starting record better than the year before
(And that wish was granted - barely - if you're keeping score).
Red Sox stand at 1 and 5. Last year? Naught and 6.
Thanks a lot there, sports gods. Now, could you guys, maybe, fix
Problems with the pitching for our Opener today?
Let the Red Sox win at home we, in the Nation, pray.
I can smell the popcorn and the sausages from here...
Please dear sports gods - give us Red Sox fans something to cheer.
Haven't I been good and true? A Faithful fan and daughter?
Let the stands of Fenway ring with strains of Dirty Water.
Good luck Josh Beckett!
Open in case of Victory.
Fingers crossed, hopes high!! Love the poems :)
ReplyDeleteWoohoo! and thank you Kerri.
DeleteI'm not into sports, but it's a fun poem. :)
ReplyDeleteThat means a lot coming from you
DeleteConsidering you're someone who
Writes rhymes as a pro
You've made my day though.
A thoughtful and nice thing to do.
Thank you