wdl
12-31-2007, 07:40 AM
First, I want to wish everyone a happy, healthy and prosperous New Year. My name is Walter, but my friends call me by my initials: wdl.
I'm a retired teacher who has many interests; one of my passions is baseball and baseball trivia. Over the years, for my own amusement, I've written hundreds of baseball trivia poems or rhymes (some of these aired on the radio years ago). I thought I'd throw one out.
HE WAS BORN NOT FAR FROM THE NATIONAL ROAD;
IT WAS FROM HERE TO THE PLATE THAT THIS YOUNGSTER STRODE.
NINE SEASONS...FOUR TEAMS..TWO-FIFTIES LIFETIME, IT SEEMS;
CINCY..SOX..SAINT LOUIE AND THE BENGALS, SHORT ON HOMERS, LONG ON
SINGLES.
GOODBYE “NEEDLE,” GIVE A “HOOT,” “DIZZY” COMES ALONG TO BOOT;
SKIDS AND SLIDES..GEORGE TO HIS RIGHT..AND EVEN GEORGE JOINS THE
FLIGHT.
HIS PLAYING DAYS OVER, HE’D NOW BE A SKIPPER;
FROM THE PETTUS BRIDGE TO THE WILLAMETTE RIVER.
FOR CHIEF WAHOO, HE’D TRY BRINGING LIGHT AFTER DARK;
BUT THE ECLIPSE WAS COMPLETE, HE’D NOT LEAVE HIS MARK..
HE’D FINISH HIS CAREER AT THE TIGERS’ WINTER HOME;
BUT THE SHADOWS WERE LENGTHENING; NO LONGER TO ROAM.
Who Am I?
I realize it's tough, but you may be up for the challenge.
I'm actually giving away prizes. You can read all the particulars on page 5 of my website: www.harnessmaven.com (harness racing is another one of my passions).
wdl
I'm a retired teacher who has many interests; one of my passions is baseball and baseball trivia. Over the years, for my own amusement, I've written hundreds of baseball trivia poems or rhymes (some of these aired on the radio years ago). I thought I'd throw one out.
HE WAS BORN NOT FAR FROM THE NATIONAL ROAD;
IT WAS FROM HERE TO THE PLATE THAT THIS YOUNGSTER STRODE.
NINE SEASONS...FOUR TEAMS..TWO-FIFTIES LIFETIME, IT SEEMS;
CINCY..SOX..SAINT LOUIE AND THE BENGALS, SHORT ON HOMERS, LONG ON
SINGLES.
GOODBYE “NEEDLE,” GIVE A “HOOT,” “DIZZY” COMES ALONG TO BOOT;
SKIDS AND SLIDES..GEORGE TO HIS RIGHT..AND EVEN GEORGE JOINS THE
FLIGHT.
HIS PLAYING DAYS OVER, HE’D NOW BE A SKIPPER;
FROM THE PETTUS BRIDGE TO THE WILLAMETTE RIVER.
FOR CHIEF WAHOO, HE’D TRY BRINGING LIGHT AFTER DARK;
BUT THE ECLIPSE WAS COMPLETE, HE’D NOT LEAVE HIS MARK..
HE’D FINISH HIS CAREER AT THE TIGERS’ WINTER HOME;
BUT THE SHADOWS WERE LENGTHENING; NO LONGER TO ROAM.
Who Am I?
I realize it's tough, but you may be up for the challenge.
I'm actually giving away prizes. You can read all the particulars on page 5 of my website: www.harnessmaven.com (harness racing is another one of my passions).
wdl