The Laddies' League
The Grown-up Fan, a wealthy man, sat in his grandstand seat, Gray hair and worry for his head, gout for his puffy feet. Watching the New York Giants beat the Cincinnati team, He cl...
The Outfielder's Dream
Wild was the night, yet a wilder night Hung 'round the fielder's pillow, For he dreamt that night of his wondrous might With the ash, also known as the willow. A few fond cockroach...
What Happened To Hilo
Horatio Hilo was a bird, He used to romp from first to third On any kind of single. He played the sun-field like a master, You never saw a fielder faster, And oh, how he could bing...
To The Lady Bugs
Lady Bug, Lady Bug, don't you fly home-- Stay till the ninth ere deciding to roam; Don't you despair when the outlook seems blue, Be a game Lady Bug--see the game through! "Why doe...