Indians out west
The pro baseball team, that is
Up past my bedtime
Indians out west
The pro baseball team, that is
Up past my bedtime
Baseball once again
It’s a nice day, let’s play two.
Making memories
Dust clouds are rising
The boy is safe at third base
This feels just like home
Backyard is too small
Let’s find a place with more room
Blitzball on the beach!
Cavs win a blowout
Raptors will need to evolve
Facing extinction
I am from Cleveland
I’m am watching “Believeland”
It is accurate
The Cavs are in the playoffs
They’ve earned all these days off
In the East they will reign
With the king we call James
And the doubters can just pissĀ off
It is Limerick Day, apparently. My great-grandmother was born there. I’m sure she would be proud.
Rain showers held off
Drizzles didn’t stop baseball
Ran the track meet, too
Bartolo Colon
Circle the bases, my man
You hit a homer!
My Tribe’s a winner
The Cavaliers beat the Hawks
Good to be a fan