‘Twas the night before Opening Day, when all through the park
not a creature was stirring, not even a lark
The bats were hung by the helmets with care,
In hopes that the Dodgers soon would be there
The fans were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of a parade danced in their heads;
While Lorena had tweeted that she was loading the MLB At Bat App
I settled down to take a short nap
When out on the field there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to Petco Park we flew like a flash,
Drove up I-5 almost near crashed.
The MLB Bloggers were blogging like there was no tomorrow
While Padre fans drank Coronas; drowning their sorrows,
When, my wondering eyes saw the mound and the bases
It was Clayton Kershaw, the CY Young of 2011 aces,
With a smooth young coach acting so calmly
I knew in a moment it must have been Mattingly.
More rapid than the Eagles his courses they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
“Now Kemp! now, Ethier! now, Dee Gordon and Loney!
On, Javy, on Jansen! and hopefully Billingsley!
Can’t wait till Thursday; Opening Day is the reason
“Good luck to my Dodgers and to the fans a great-season.”
IT’S TIME FOR DODGER BASEBALL!!