Eliot Bugda

One More Time


To some,
It may be just another championship -
Just another title
Just another reason -
To be proud

But to others
It’s much more:

Many fans witnessed,
With a broken heart,
The series disappear -
In one way or another,
Whether it went through Buckner’s legs,
Or was fault of the dreaded curse.
Such things no longer exist

No more talk of The Babe
No more mentions of our past
No more prayers
No more crushing defeats in the late innings
And most importantly,
No more bullying from The Yanks

For we have done it!
After waiting 86 years
It seems unreal to think
That this would happen,
In our lifetime
We lived the moment
And most of us,
We can’t fully appreciate it -
We’re too young to understand

Yet, we think back
To all those games lost
All those crushing defeats
All those great starts
That ended up in great losses
All those games we stuck it out -
‘til the last inning,
Hoping, praying
That we would pull it out
And never did.
I think we do understand

Those times,
We saw the pain that rested -
Not just within us,
But within the players themselves.
They shared tears with us
They shared smiles with us

And so it goes on,
The legacy
As we rewrite history,
Change our destiny,
Right all the wrongs
And win the Series.

Let’s do it again.


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