Twinkle twinkle little star Gator gals have come so far Amanda, Kelly, they’ve grown a lot Now they’ve surely earned their spot Two games assured but nothing more No guarantees, you know the score No buona fortuna, no wish good luck No certainty, no deal is struck Some Gator voices never cease They seek no closure, no earnest peace Their claims are fair and mostly true But surely smack of deja vu Through it all we’ve heard so clear Our pitching staff might suk next year Our hitting lack we deign opine Too far below Mendoza’s line A hitting coach, no man this time A woman’s touch is so sublime Shortcoming lists just seem so long Did all forget we’ve been so strong? An earnest wish through seasons end Why don’t we start a brand new trend To listen, to post with tranquil grace This Gator quest, their final race. KB, Amanda, and the valiant rest We know for sure, they’ve done their best But if the games lead not to fame Temptations grow, which one to blame? When cheap advice flows fast and free And anger grows so easily This tone I hope you will embrace Just sit onna you hands, and shutta you face! Special thanks to UNCLE NUNZIO for helping with the Italian Colloquialisms.
I concur. This team deserves to be "rooted for" without reservation. Next year will take care of itself, and "then" is when to concern ourselves with it. "Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
Might rank up there with Tebow’s promise. Better with rhymes, longer too. Good turn of phrase. ...If only you could deliver a jump pass....
All great artists were not honored in their time. I, on the other hand, have not been honored ....AT ANY TIME. SO, I GOT THAT GOING FOR ME. Thx, my excellent friend.
If on Twitter , you should tweet the poem, or this link, to coach Walton, Amanda and Kelly, etc ... Or email coach Walton.
Take a bow! That was a thing of beauty. Special kudos for working in the Mendoza Line...line. A little trivia: Mario Mendoza actually made it into the Mexican pro baseball Hall of Fame after leaving MLB to play in his home league. Also, he’s from Chihuahua, one of the most fun words to pronounce with a proper Spanish accent.
Another masterpiece, Steve. I am convinced you somehow missed your true calling--wordsmith par excellence. It is fine to be a Walmart greeter("welcome to Walmart--now buy you shit and get out of here"), a horse poop handler, but damn man, you truly need to concentrate on putting words of all kinds in their proper order so as to amuse, enlighten, and educate the masses. Keep up the good work--we want MOAR. P.S. love the shout out to UNC.
D..the Mendoza line popped into my head when I was considering doing my silly poem..with a message. When I got that, I knew I should do it. Took 15 minutes, not too bad. Thx for the kind words.
Some of us have been calling it the Sipos line in fun. Wouldn't trade her defensive prowess at 3rd. She has had a fabulous season, and only a freshman. The Sipos line will rise.
Stevo and SOS are often confused for each other. Same tall athletic grace. Each walks into a room and totally commands it. Others gravitate to their natural leadership qualities. Each is recognized for their wit and humor. But, there the comparison ends. I know Stevo. Stevo is a friend of mine. And SOS is no STEVO.