I write very mad
When the Phils have played so bad.
I'm tired. And sad.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Phils win Game 5, 8-6, trail series 3-2
The last two innings of Game 5 were downright unwatchable. I think Yanks have an edge in Game 6, but the bats seem to be breaking out in time to catch Pettitte on a bad night with only three days' rest. The team won't die until they're dead, as you can imagine Yogi Manuel saying. Today, a haiku from yours truly, and then some guest haikus.
Lee pitched well enough.
Chase Utley is a monster.
Can Phils win two more?
Guest haikus
Chase homers again.
The bullpen almost blows it.
What a nail-biter.
Shane lost a finger.
Damon is our nemesis.
Howard’s bat’s asleep.
Phils down but not out
Now that three two is the count.
It's back to the Bronx.
Lee pitched well enough.
Chase Utley is a monster.
Can Phils win two more?
Guest haikus
Chase homers again.
The bullpen almost blows it.
What a nail-biter.
Shane lost a finger.
Damon is our nemesis.
Howard’s bat’s asleep.
Phils down but not out
Now that three two is the count.
It's back to the Bronx.
Phils lose Game 4, 7-4, trail series 3-1
I will not write verse
When the Phils play as if cursed.
I may need a nurse.
When the Phils play as if cursed.
I may need a nurse.
Phils lose Game 3, 8-5, trail series 2-1
I don't write haikus
When the Phillies play and lose.
It gives me the blues.
When the Phillies play and lose.
It gives me the blues.
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