When you’re talking baseball poetry, you’ve got your F.P. Adams and your Ogden Nash and your Marianne Moore, even your Scooter Rizzuto and your Yogi Berra. And then you’ve got your Portlandian bard, whose handiwork was spotted this morning under an out-of-the-way bridge ...
Baseball poetry is life (man)
What’s that? You say Soriano hasn’t stolen 20 bases in a season since 2006?
Lighten up, brother. Poetic license.
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