Joe Tinker, John Evers, Larry Chance
1905 Chicago Cubs Infielders
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so swift in their motions
of smooth executions from
Tinker to Evers to Chance
snapping leather like gunfire
double-play bullets shot holes
shredding visiting pennants
the moreso remarkable they
did despise one another
yet understood teamwork
and stood emblematic
a gonfalon trio of discipline
any endeavor would benefit
merely to emulate them
quickly perfectly done after
Tinker to Evers to Chance
walk away with a win indulge
bitterness somewhere alone
off the field then rejoin the
next game on the morrow as
one cracking beautiful unit of
Tinker to Evers to Chance
I love this poem. My favorite sport. You brought it alive even in all the rain today here in Houston, thank you.
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tis the season
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For it would be Barrington, Graveney and Dexter, all cricketers; same emotions. Cracking piece.
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iconic sports figures have a way of influencing the cultural idiom
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It used to be a mantra in my family for something we cooperated on and went well….from Tinkers to Evers to Chance.
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yes, it was part of the argot of an era – but seems now to have disappeared
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Wow, just stumbled upon your poetry. Really great stuff : ) Thanks for all this…
I’d be curious what you’d think of my work.
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thanks kindly
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Great poem to usher in the new season, Go Red Sox!!
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glad you liked it
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thanks, Ron
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Tinker to Evers to Chance. I like baseball; once upon a time I followed the Minnesota Twins pretty closely and I was a top cheerer during their World Series wins in ’87 and ’91. But that phrase, Tinker to Evers to Chance I found somewhere else . It’s one of those phrases that has stuck in my head like ‘Tippecanoe and Tyler Too.’ I read it in a book, perhaps Shoeless Joe by W.P. Kinsella. It was just running through my head the other day, like a crawl on a marquee. Strange coincidence.
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it used to be part of the American idiom – meaning a task accomplished briskly and together – but it faded away from usage many decades ago, I think
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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A grand`slam, this . . . Enjoyed it as much the second time . . . Always did like a double`header . . .
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and the bang bang bang double play
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Love the use of repetition with the names.
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much appreciated
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