Gonna getcha

Susan/Circle:
OK, so not only is Pedro back in the fold along with Varitek in mentoring roles, but now Wake is back too?

 

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Susan/Circle:
And his assignment is to turn Steven Wright into an A-list knuckleballah?

 

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Susan/Circle:
Talk about dreaming of Nantucket wine in a gray wood.

 

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Mike:
I know. Fantastic isn't, it?

 

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Susan/Circle:
And to think that just a year ago we were a heap of broken images, where the sun beats, and the crappy managah gives no shelter.

 

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Mike:
As if that isn't enough, the crappy managah is now the Crappy Executive Director of Intercollegiate Athletics at Sacred Heart University.

 

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Susan/Circle:
Hello, yeah, is this the Instant Karma Hotline? Great, yeah, I just wanted to say thank you!

 

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Comments

[h.b.]

FYI:
"...Nantucket wine..." is from a Lyn Lifshin poem (no web link avail). And the "We were a heap of broken images..." line is hat tip to the master and his masterpiece, T.S. Eliot/The Wasteland.

[Steve in MD]

Right now I'm just dreaming of a return to respectability.

[Kaz]

Venice Daphne Running Backwards by Lyn Lifshin

[Bob]

Not only is Bobby V. the athlete director, he's also the mascot (Big Red the Pioneer):

http://cdn77.psbin.com/img/mw=450/cr=n/d=l4ffh/jkzba821r4z9ygym.jpg

[jar in chicago]

Well done Bob!

[cmdrflake]

That mascot really could be Veets!
Poetry got me tossed out of college--twice for the same reason: 1.0 don't get it done.
But, if he can maintain his motion, Lester could be around 1.0 for a while...

[Natalie]

Jesus, hb, between Tek and Wake news, Nantucket and TS Eliot references, and a Bobby Veet slam, are you trying to turn my crank? Because you did. :)

[Larry Here]

Lyn Lifshin on Soxaholix? Yes please. Another reason why I am still here, lurking, every single day! HB - thanks!

[Rob in CT]

Agreed, Larry. There's something "vintage" in today's post. A very fine vintage.

Don't know much 'bout poetry, but that was pretty fine. Thanks, H.B.

[lc]

First time I've seen Nantucket used in a poem where it didn't rhyme with "Fuck It".

just saying.

lc