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 Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:17 pm
Andragoran Airelesanya Andragoran Airelesanya Andragoran The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day;
The score stood four-to-two with but one inning more to play.
And then, when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest,
Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, if only Casey could get but a whack at that
We'd put up even money now, with Casey at the bat.
But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a lulu and the latter was a fake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat.
But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Blake, the much despised, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and men saw what had occurred,
There was Jimmy safe at second, and Flynn a-hugging third.
Then from five thousand throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.
There was ease in Casey's manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile on Casey's face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowed could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:21 pm
Airelesanya Andragoran Airelesanya Andragoran Airelesanya Andragoran The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day;
The score stood four-to-two with but one inning more to play.
And then, when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest,
Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, if only Casey could get but a whack at that
We'd put up even money now, with Casey at the bat.
But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a lulu and the latter was a fake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat.
But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Blake, the much despised, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and men saw what had occurred,
There was Jimmy safe at second, and Flynn a-hugging third.
Then from five thousand throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.
There was ease in Casey's manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile on Casey's face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowed could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat.
Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt,
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt.
Then while the writing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed from Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:23 pm
stop there! i don't want to hear the last part. gonk
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:24 pm
Andragoran Airelesanya Andragoran Airelesanya Andragoran But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a lulu and the latter was a fake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey's getting to the bat.
But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Blake, the much despised, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and men saw what had occurred,
There was Jimmy safe at second, and Flynn a-hugging third.
Then from five thousand throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.
There was ease in Casey's manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile on Casey's face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowed could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat.
Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt,
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt.
Then while the writing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed from Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.
And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there,
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped;
"That ain't my style," said Casey. "Strike one," the umpire said.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:27 pm
Y U U - C A K E S stop there! i don't want to hear the last part. gonk ....all right. AHEM. And then Casey hit a homer; game over, they win! biggrin
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:28 pm
Andragoran Y U U - C A K E S stop there! i don't want to hear the last part. gonk ....all right. AHEM. And then Casey hit a homer; game over, they win! biggrin I like that ending better. ;D
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:29 pm
-cough- Gym Battle -cough- -cough-
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:32 pm
Okay no one told me it was poetry day in TTR. o:
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thunderbolts_and_sunshine
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:34 pm
Dakra Shadowshade -cough- Gym Battle -cough- -cough- Be patient. I'm waiting on Riza to reply so I can do both posts at once.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:38 pm
Andragoran Dakra Shadowshade -cough- Gym Battle -cough- -cough- Be patient. I'm waiting on Riza to reply so I can do both posts at once. Sorry, I'm a bit hyper. -jumps up and down-
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thunderbolts_and_sunshine
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:38 pm
Andragoran Dakra Shadowshade -cough- Gym Battle -cough- -cough- Be patient. I'm waiting on Riza to reply so I can do both posts at once.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:46 pm
Airelesanya Andragoran ....all right. AHEM. And then Casey hit a homer; game over, they win! biggrin I like that ending better. ;D
me too. heart
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:50 pm
Andragoran Sir Upper Crust the 3rd Andragoran But! He started it! Again!!! crying Well maybe if you'd take me somewhere for once I might not be so freakin pissed all the time. I'd like to tell Melph not to worry about us splitting up but... God, not this again. I can't listen to this. I'm going out. scream Hmph. Oh, can you bring back some milk? I want to make pancakes tomorrow and we're all out. Melph needs to learn how to use less with her cereal.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:52 pm
Y U U - C A K E S Airelesanya Andragoran ....all right. AHEM. And then Casey hit a homer; game over, they win! biggrin I like that ending better. ;D
me too. heart Not me, cause I don't conform.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 2:00 pm
I don't know the poem...I missed that day in elementary school I came back the next day and they were like "Oh yeah Casey at Bat" and I was just like..."Huh?"
besides I make my own poetry ^^
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