by Tom Keenan "Use two hands", my father told me, When he gave me my first glove. "Or one day you might see, A ball you will be bereft of." I'd drift back for the ball, And from home plate he'd yell "Use two hands, make your call, And guide it to the well." On... Continue Reading →
A View of the Yankees From the Rest of Us
Okay, now that I have spent my weekend as a Yankee fan and my appetite is finally coming back, let’s talk a little bit about the Yankees. My grandfather was a Brooklyn Dodger fan. My father was a Brooklyn Dodger fan. I grew up as a Mets fan. I worked for the Baltimore Orioles in... Continue Reading →
Becoming a Yankee Fan
by Tom Keenan When I check baseball scores, the first thing I check is the Mets score (if I am not already watching it) to see if they are winning/won. I then check to see if the Phillies are losing/lost. And then I check to see if the Yankees are losing/lost. Then I may check... Continue Reading →
Moms and Baseball
by Sean Lilly Sean Lilly went to his first baseball game on July 4, 1980 at Shea Stadium and has been driving everyone he knows bonkers with the Mets ever since. After writing and performing with Committee for Creative Enactments as an undergrad at Boston College, he worked as a sketch comedy performer and stand-up... Continue Reading →
Lament of a Mets Fan
by Thomas Keenan A week ago, I wanted to take on a new challenge in writing...to try to do something more sophisticated than a limerick (no offense to the limerick...I am a big fan). At the time, the Mets had just dropped yet another game they should have won and I was a bit down. So, I... Continue Reading →
Limericks: Pitchers Best Friend, Squishin Fish and Endy
Pitchers Best Friend Bases loaded, this will save the day. Pitcher on the ropes, he's lost his way. There's a mighty crack, The shortstop is on his back, The game ends on a majestic double play. Squishin Fish...Or Not What's it gonna take to beat the fish? Keeping them off the board is too much to... Continue Reading →
Limericks: Ollie, Church and Desperation
When someone mentions limericks, I am sure 99% of you out there automatically think of a man from Nantucket. Yes, then lend themselves to jokes, which might be why I was inspired to try some while watching Perez pitch and Murphy field. However, there is more to them than that and in my constant pursuit to try new... Continue Reading →
What Do I Look For in a Ballpark? Well…You
by Sean Lilly Sean Lilly went to his first baseball game on July 4, 1980 at Shea Stadium and has been driving everyone he knows bonkers with the Mets ever since. After writing and performing with Committee for Creative Enactments as an undergrad at Boston College, he worked as a sketch comedy performer and stand-up... Continue Reading →
A Tribute to Rusty in Sonnet Form
A friend of mine scored me a ticket for the Mets home opener at Citi Field. As thanks, I promised her a tribute to Rusty, her favorite player. I also don't want to talk about tonights game. So, a tribute to Rusty in Spenserian Sonnet form is below. It is also my first attempt at a sonnet... Continue Reading →
Uh, Oh..
I am of little faith with this bullpen for the moment. Lingering musk of late season collapse or just early season rust? Which bullpen is the real bullpen? The dominant one of Opening Day or the hapless one that almost gave the game away? Pedro, Pedro, Pedro...are you in someway infected? Have you a virus... Continue Reading →
Standing at Third 