DIAMOND GEMS

From Reader's Digest  

May, 1997

Picturesque Speech      

Submitted by Bob McKenty

The Batter

He leaves his circle, hikes his socks

And ambles to his oblong box.

He pounds the pentagon to cheers,

Then swings at three elusive spheres.

An oval on the board. He's done.

And couldn't even reach square one.

 

The Center Fielder

In the shadow of DiMaggio he stands,

Eclipsed by Willie, Mickey, and the Duker,

Who - despite his mediocrity - commands

More lucre.

 

Third-Base Coach

His loins are girt; his teeth are grit;

His jock itch he'll conceal.

(He knows that if he scratches it,

He'll start a double steal.)