by Earl J. Wilcox
Albert—Dominican Babe, hitter of 700 plus
round trippers, Ruth-catcher, Redbird with
a tilted Halo, grace under pressure, base-
circler supreme. Forever in our hearts. Adios.
Aaron—sweet, swatter, young Yankee, soul lad
of a team, Maris-catcher, heroic and historic hitter,
biggest apple NYC eye, iconic boy of summer.
Born to play on and on and on and on. Batter Up!
Earl Wilcox is the supreme Cardinals’ fan in South Carolina. His most recent baseball poetry appears in NINE: A Journal of Baseball History and Culture.
