<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420094" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Meaningful games</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The air of September has turned crisp and clean, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">with a hint of past autumns remembered, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">as I take the field with the rest of the team</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to battle the other contender.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just like a knuckleball released to the plate</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our season has seemed to meander</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In May we seemed sure of a World Series date-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But now the blogs call us pretenders.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lead we enjoyed in June and July</div><div style="margin:10px 0">has steadily melted away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">bad luck and the heat had led to defeats</div><div style="margin:10px 0">while our foes seem to gain every day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The faces around me are a mix old and new.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some friends have been traded away-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or waived on the wire, which was needed, no doubt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I just hope these new call ups can play.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But there is no room for self pity or doubt</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While our chance at the playoffs remains</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are so many players whose dreams are long dead</div><div style="margin:10px 0">while we still play meaningful games.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This poem may be about the 2008 New York Mets. Certainly the title was inspired by a statement made by Mets owner, Fred Wilpon. The speaker may be David Wright. It is also possible that this poem is using the baseball season as an extended metaphor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420094" data-title="Meaningful games de John F. McCullagh" data-description=" The air of September has turned crisp and clean, with a hint of past autumns remembered, as I take the field with the rest of the team to battle the other contender. Just like a knuckleball released to the plate Our season has seemed t..."></div> </div> </div>

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