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Where else in the baseball bloggy ether can you read Yeats?
If you don’t mind, I will continue with the literary theme and borrow liberally, with apology, from Siegfried Sassoon, perhaps the best of the Trench Poets.
Suicide in Safeco (from Suicide in the Trenches, 1917)
I knew a simple northwest boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy
Wished wildly through the winter’s dark
With hopes of a pennant in Seattle’s park
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But December’s reality left him cowed and glum
With Morin and Gordon, among other bums
He put a bullet through his brain
Not able to stand further baseball pain
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You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when Astro lads march by
Sneak home and pray you’ll never know
The Safeco hell where youth and laughter go