Haikuesday 4/6/2010

Another Haikuesday is here and I am totally unprepared, but because I’d hate to disappoint my faithful blog readers (I know there are at least a few of you), here are a few hastily compiled poems for today.

(These were inspired by yesterday’s game)

The Tailgate (by me)
Nothing better than
Drinking beer & grilling dogs
Thank God for baseball

GB (by me)*
When they play Garth Brooks
During the fourth pitching change
You have likely lost

Blood on the Ground (by me)**
His nose has been punched
He yells, “There is the fucker”
Blood drips on pavement

*They play Garth Brooks singing Low Places sometime during the game, but when usually depends on how bad we are doing.

**This is not a metaphor on how the Tigers punched the Royals in the face yesterday. We actually saw a guy chasing after another who had punched him in the face, and watching his blood trail kept me distracted for the last several innings. Sigh. L

And a few gems from Baseball Haiku: The Best Haiku Ever Written about the Game:

early morning…
cool shadows in the stands
of the small ballfield

bottom of the 8^th
eight determined drunks
get the wave going

Well, that's all for today. Over and Out faithful readers.