My Team

My team - blue collar, written off; one through nine. Disaster, choke *squeeze* No more.   MY team, nine nobody’s.   Name ‘em: Sizemore Cabrera Hafner Martinez Garko Peralta Lofton Gutierez Blake   My team. I liked ‘95, and was enamored in ‘97 when I lived in New York.
But this is my team, a team built to love. Hustle! Not stat padding. Small ball, smart ball, and pitching. Sinkerball, Carmona; written off just like my city. My team, written off: like me. David, Goliath. I’ll pick David every time. The Bronx can keep Goliath. I give to Beantown the rest of the Philistine Army. I want heart! The cast out, the un E X P E C T E D outcome! The boys, the boys, the boys who are thrilled to sign autographs still, for whom it never grows old.