Thursday, September 30, 2010
Written on the occasion of Jack Buck's passing in 2002.
Welcome to the 2050 Major League Baseball All-Star Game.
It should be one heck of a battle. The American League is being represented by the clones of Ted Williams. The National League will be fielding a team of Mark McGwire clones. So, sit back with a cold-frosty and enjoy.
It's great to be back calling a game after the l-o-o-o-ng player's strike. Old-timers may have thought that the strike of 2002-2005 was a doozy, but 2040-2050 strike -- well, now, that's one heck of a doozy.
That's for darn-tootin'. Gotta give the owner's credit for comin' up with the idea of makin' their own players. No strikes and the owners don't have to pay 'em. Those trillion dollar salaries were really starting to add up. Lift your cold-frosty and give 'em a toast.
Here comes Ted Williams1-that's W-i-l-l-i-a-m-s numeral 1-to the mound. He winds up and there's the first pitch. Mark McGwire9 swings, connects, [CRACK] and it's going, going, [ZZZAAAPPP]. Oh, no, that ball was on it's way out of the park but the security lasers here at Emerson Electric-Imo's Pizza- Missouri Payday Loan Stadium zapped it. That's a ground-rule double for Mark McGwire9 -that's M-c-g-w-i-r-e numeral 9. That would have been homer 279 for McGwire9.
That was a heck of a blast, Jack! But Mark9 needs to learn to keep 'em down. Those security lasers don't distinguish between terror- rockets coming in and McGwire9 rockets goin' out. If a blast like that doesn't call for a cold-frosty, I don't know what does.
* * * *
Well, friends, it's time for the seventh inning stretch. The McGwire-clone led NL leads the Williams-clone AL 25-2.
I hate to say it but it looks like the AL may have to start using the same physio-mechanical bio-upgrades on the Williams-clones that the NL is using on the McGwire-clones. Whew, big words like that call for a cold-frosty, Jack!
Just can't see the neo-traditionalists in the AL going in for that kind of thing. Look at how long it took to put the Ted Williams-clones on a steroid program.
It's gonna take grit and determination and not steroids, to come back from a deficit like that, Jack. We'll be back after a word from our sponsors and a cold-frosty or two.
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It's the bottom of the 9th and the Ted Williams-clone lead AL team has come roaring back to get within 1 run. Two outs with a clone on 3rd. Williams7, batting .850 this season, is at the plate.
It's great to see good ol' flesh-and-blood-and-steroids prevail over freaks of science.
Whoa, there, Mike. Where's your journalistic objectivity? And, remember, just a decade ago androids like us were being called the freaks.
Right you are, Jack! It's the pitch from McGwire9 to Williams7. [BINK*] It's a line-drive to right field. Williams5 tags up and heads for home. McGwire3 can't make the catch, scoops up the horsehide, throws. Williams5 slides. Safe!
That's a winner!
Old Abner does it again! Time for a frosty cold one, Jack!
Posted by Tony Renner at 8:43 AM
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
I'll be reading at Dressel's 419 North Euclid, in the Central West End, on Tuesday, October 5, as part of the monthly Poems, Prose & Pints series. The reading begins at 7:00 p.m. and admission is free.
Also reading will be Jon Dressel, Erin Goss, Kelli Allen, David Lucas, Rebecca Brown Gregory, and the featured reader James Stone Goodman.
I'm not sure yet exactly what all I'll read but I'll be sure to read "Roldo the Fish-headed Boy," a poem I wrote way back in 1982:
Roldo the Fish-headed Boy
Roldo was a boy
(that is, he was a young human
with a penis)
who differed from the rest of his society
in that he had the head of a fish
Roldo was a bright boy
he was good at math
and at reading and writing
and he could ride a bicycle like
but, still, he had the head of a fish
Other boys were often cruel to Roldo
girls, (young humans with vaginas)
were also cruel to him
they (the boys and girls) made up a song
The song was about Roldo
when he would ride by on his bicycle
they would sing:
Roldo the fish-headed boy
he’s so ugly we want to cry
he’s a fish and he should fry
and then they would laugh
The singing and laughing hurt Roldo
but he loved riding his bike too much to
Roldo would often ride blocks
and blocks out of his way to avoid
other children and thus was sometimes
late in arriving at home
where he mother and father would be
anxiously awaiting his return
Mother and Father were worried about Roldo
they felt guilty about inflicting a fish-headed child
on the world and the world
on a fish-headed child
and they were afraid that something would
happen to him and somehow their guilt would be
But, still, they loved Roldo and when he would
return in tears they would hug and kiss him
and tell him that everything would be alright
and though they hadn’t really believed it
as the years passed things did begin to get better
Roldo’s fish-headedness became less and less
Until one day Roldo was just an average
and went out riding his bike
and no one laughed or sang
Posted by Tony Renner at 5:32 PM
Monday, September 20, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
I'll be reading as part of Poetry Readings at The Firecracker Press, 2838 Cherokee Street, STL, (314) 776-7271, on Saturday, September 18, at 2:00 p.m. Steve Schroeder author of the poetry collection, Torched Verse Ends, will also be reading. While we read Firecracker Press will be setting up and printing a broadside of one of our poems on their antique presses.
Admission is $5 per person and also gets you one of these hand-printed broadsides. You can also buy an additional broadside so you can have a poem from each writer.
Space is limited, so reserve your seat today by clicking here.
I'll be reading mostly short poems that can be loudly declaimed over the clickety-clack of the presses.
A Cool PoemAnd, like this:
when the president of the saxophone
lester young said "i'm cool" he meant
nothing was wrong --
nobody was going to go upside his head -- that
he had his sunglasses on so
he could see you better
Notes from a ConversationAnd, like this:
Hell, he said.
Alone, she said.
Anything, he said.
Wait, she said.
Wish, he said.
No, she said.
A House But Not A Home
The process of bringing the
house up to the standards of
Jean Harlow's ghost was
difficult, to say the least.
Previous readers at Firecracker Press have been Joseph Sulier, Richard Newman, Pam Garvey, Nicky Rainey, Stefene Russell, and Chris King.
Posted by Tony Renner at 9:12 AM
Saturday, September 11, 2010
My poem, "Camera Obscura," was just published on the Troubadour 21 website. You can read it by clicking here.
More information at Troubadour 21 follows:
More information at Troubadour 21 follows:
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Posted by Tony Renner at 2:41 PM