Sunday, September 21, 2008

1-2-3, Hey Reitz!!

The hot corner, in a hot town
Thousands dressed in red
Clydesdales marching between innings
A decade before the Wizard plied his trade

One, two, three, hey Reitz

Teamed with the Franchise, the Mad Hungarian, and Bake
Hall of Famer Red was the skipper
He was the Big Zamboni
Scooping grounders on plastic grass

One, two, three, hey Reitz

Five hours in a Buick
To the round, concrete Busch
The tip of the Gateway in view
Sun gleaming off its top

One, two, three, hey Reitz

Is this where the love affair began
Between a six-year-old and the national pastime
Hot dogs, Coca-Colas, souvenirs
Boys cheering their man at third

One, two, three, hey Reitz

1 comment:

Darrin Devault said...

How did the game look through those $4 souvenir binoculars that you bought from the Busch Stadium vendor?