Friday, October 25, 2024

  Two films (The Billion Dollar Scandal and Over the Wall) produced in the 1930s were inspired by his life story, and he was fatally stabbed at a tavern in June 1941.

Friday, June 7, 2024

Baseball Poem

 

What We Would Call History

 

Babe Pinelli finished his career

Behind the plate in Don Larsen’s

1956 World Series perfect game,

Calling balls and strikes as Larsen,

Who two years before led the league

In losses, worked his better than

Average fastball for seven strikeouts,

Throwing only 97 pitches against

A completely stacked Dodger lineup,

Which featured four future hall of famers.

When Dale Mitchell pinch hit,

The 27th batter faced, with a .312

Lifetime batting average,

The perfect spoiler villain,

Larsen worked him to a two strike count,

And then the fastball came

A couple inches outside.

But Pinelli rang him up

With the final called strike

Of his 21-year career,

And then there was Yogi

Jumping in Larsen’s arms

Which is all we remember,

And what we would call history.

Wednesday, February 21, 2024

Monday, January 22, 2024

My favorite of the Tim Coffey Baseball Poems--Like Ed Pitts, he lived it out in Burke County, had the Duende and certainly the spirit of AP

 

Coffey’s 62nd, Between the Bases 

 

Thinking of Tim on his 62nd, 

How when we played ball he was 

Forever caught in a rundown 

While the world moved on about us, 

Gliding as fast backward as forward, 

Chipped front tooth from a missed 

Half gainer from the high dive, 

“Moe” haircut flopping 

As he abruptly stopped and juke stepped, 

So confident, so elusive, 

No one would ever capture him: 

Ragtag catcher, rocket armed shortstop, 

Umpire, referee, swimmer, golfer, 

Baller, brawler, church deacon, 

Brother, uncle, husband, friend, 

Restaurant manager, salesman. 

Thinking of Tim on his 62nd, 

Sixteen years since the Big C 

Tagged him out, 

How he’d have been playing 

With house money today, as they say.