This Week's Doggerel
New records, old songs and The Call of the Wild
July 6, 2026
July 4th, 2026
by Fred Lovato
Yamamoto starts
on America’s birthday
Padres’ bats stymied
July 6, 2026
Clerihews for the Yankees
by Doug Kor
Aaron Boone
Runs an annual swoon.
We still watch as they stink and play sloppy.
A baseball colonoscopy.
Camilo Doval
Es no bueno. Muy mal!
But Boone keeps on letting him pitch.
Then post game just says, “Life’s a bitch.”
July 7, 2026
MLB All-Call-of-the-Wild Team
by Dan Valenti
1B Moose Skowron
2B Nellie Fox
SS Felix “The Cat” Mantilla
3B Larry Wolfe
LF Mike Trout
CF Rob Deer
RF Bill “Wren” Renna
C Birdie Tebbets
DH Mike “Hit Dog” Easler
LHP Harry “The Cat” Brecheen, Johnny ANTonelli
RHP Moose Haas, Dizzy Trout
MGR Rabbit Maranville
Image from the apparel company National Park After Dark.
July 7, 2026
The Best Seat on the House
By James Finn Garner
Tom Browning pitched for the Reds
But decided to meet cooler heads
Sheffield Avenue
Offered a great view
“And the drinks line is shorter,” he said.
𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟕, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟑 :
Cincinnati Reds pitcher Tom Browning left the Reds dugout at Wrigley Field, walked across the street, and sat with a group of Cubs fans on the roof of an apartment building behind the right field bleachers.
July 8, 2026
Milestone Moment
by Fred Lovato
On a 2-0 count
Shohei smacks one into stands
that’s his 300th
July 9, 2026
A Yankee Killer
by Mel Parnell
I was known as a Yankee killer.
My best year against them was in 1953.
I beat them five times
and shut them out four times.
You just played a little harder against them.
At Fenway, lefthanders have to pitch inside here.
Pitching inside,
you keep the hitter’s elbows
close to his body.
July 10, 2026
“Night Game”
by Paul Simon
There were two men down
And the score was tied
In the bottom of the eighth
When the pitcher died
And they laid his spikes
On the pitcher’s mound
And his uniform was torn
And his number was left on the ground
Then the night turned cold
Colder than the moon
The stars were white as bones
The stadium was old
Older than the screams
Older than the teams
There were three men down
And the season lost
And the tarpaulin was rolled
Upon the winter frost
There were three men down
And the season lost
And the tarpaulin was rolled
Upon the winter frost