In this series I endeavor to capture the weekend’s action in the form of a sonnet. Shakespeare used this famous poetic form to express passionate feelings, often of love and lust, while I am using it to recap baseball games. Please don’t tell your high school English teacher.
The ace of late against these lesser O’s,
Concedes but one dispatch beyond the fence.
Under Bronx lights the shortstop’s star does grow,
And with a win, Didi weekend doth commence.
Next eve Didi again, ‘long with Bird and Todd,
Combine to lift the junior of the staff,
And reach a landmark stretching past A-Rod:
Unlosing for two decades and one half.
Gray stumbles, passing up the chance to sweep,
But yet again, to make loss slightly sweeter,
The shortstop steps in to surely earn his keep,
And nearly eclipse the gilded form of Jeter.
Though expectations soon may turn quite greedy,
Foes beware, ‘tis now the golden age of Didi.
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