“cardinal for life,
babe,” you whispered in our ears;
cardinal of lies
in baseball heaven,
bright son of the morning gone;
a fallen angel
the old familiar
places, home plate and first base;
we’ll be seeing you
Albert as a cheating lover? As Lucifer? The first is no stretch; the second a flight of fancy–but just barely, here in Baseball Heaven.
Working through the stages of grief… 😉
You’d think that more players would be less greedy and more loyal since they are certainly being paid enough.
Indeed, thebardonhill. However, leaving the obscene money given to sports stars the world over aside, he did have a big payday coming his way. Did not expect it to be that big though 🙂 And we will survive.
Thanks for visiting.
Oh, yes, I’ve lived in more than one place scorned by faithless sports stars. It almost always ends with the same cause for Schadenfreude: the big shots that dump us generally go off and crash and burn elsewhere, either alone, on their own “merit”, or by dragging down the whole new team. Terrific set of haiku, most apropos!
I wanted to believe that Albert was different… but we will survive and thrive in STL
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