Braves made a trip to Houston town,
the petrochemical swamp that’s sinking down.
The astros had to deal with Darius Vines.
They got a dose of Ball Potion Number 9.
Started bad by giving one.
Joe on the radio for old time fun.
Got 2 back in 2 to take the lead.
Then dazzle like no astro needs.
d’Arnaud doubled, then came around.
Darius’ walks caused some frowns.
Bummer closed 5 with no more runs.
Then quiet until the 9th inning fun.
Braves rocked Hader like a creaky chair.
A 4 spot in 9 was a few runs spare.
When Braves broke that can of stuff from Bill,
they remembered the days of Tal’s Hill.
They remembered the days of Tal’s Hill.
Bravo. All recaps should be poems for the rest of the season.
In iambic pentameter?
Not sure Leiber & Stoller wrote it up like that, but it certainly works.
Let’s go for 2…
Cliff, you can have the blog because you definitely own it now.
34th and Vine became Darius Vines in my head a long time ago.
Bravo, Cliff! I’ve got recap duty tonight. I’ll see if I can find a rhyme or two, but I hope nobody expects Cliff’s brilliance.
Ozzie to the IL with a broken toe…I was afraid of that.
Aw, dammit.