Armchair Athlete

by H E Losey   Jul 21, 2011


The boys of Summer
The boys of Fall
They play together
The game of "ball"

Base hit, two bagger
Triple, home run
First down, ten to go
Drop back, Shot gun

Mister September's
World Series ring.
The Cowboy's Staubach's
Hail Mary fling.

We sit in our chairs
Playing each game.
We never suit up
Yet we share the fame.

The boys of Summer
The boys of Fall
We played the game once
The game of "ball"

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  • 13 years ago

    by Jeremy S Farley

    Thats a pretty cool peice. I had never thought of that as the subject of a poem and you put it down nicely.