MURDERERS ROW

              The mighty Yankees, nineteen twenty seven is recalled,

Murders row, the fortunate ones saw them play ball.

New York City, the house that Ruth built,

Almost a century ago, men of baseball.

Miller Huggins, manager of a most powerful team,

Biggest park in the majors, balls still sailed the walls.

The babe, the Bambino, Sultan of swat,

Bat in hand against many a man, Into the stands.

Born of German descent, the Iron horse was he,

Louis Gehrig would go down in history at an early age.

In center field Earl Combs would stand,

Left field was Bob Meusal, glove in his hand.

Second basemen Tony Lazzeri waiting for the ball,

Double play would be many a call.

Mark Koenig, Joe Dugan, John Grabowski, and pitcher Waite, Hoyt,

There was a time for them, murderers row,

Now ghosts in time, forever be known.

Keith Garrett

7 thoughts on “MURDERERS ROW

  1. I love it! I used to wear # 7. My milk man used to go to the World Series every year (early 60s).
    He was almost as much of a hero to me as was “the Mick.” My favorite movie, “The Pride Of The Yankees,” The Lou Gehrig Story. Consider the link of super stars that graced Yankee Stadium
    Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig; Lou Gehrig and Joe DiMaggio; Joe DiMaggio and Mickey Mantle.
    Never again will a team have such a stream of success. May I say that God must have been a
    baseball fan? He must have been. Consider all that we have been given from “The National Past Time.” But, let’s let forget Mel Ott. He was 19 years old when he left Gretna, LA for the New York Giants; and,once there, he stayed until he retired. Thanks for a trip back into yesteryear.
    Pastor/Equipping The Saints

    • Thanks a lot for reading. I know a man from where I work who Is older now but In the sixties he was a writer and traveled with the Yankees. told me great stories.

      On Wed, Feb 26, 2014 at 4:49 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:

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