Surrendering doubles,
Hurling 'neath a frown,
Dwelling o'er his troubles,
Javy's feeling down.
Cries from the bleachers,
"Take him out! The clown!"
Mad, hurful creatures...
Javy's feeling down.
Balls soaring higher,
Far across the town,
Javy's serving sliders,
Never coming down.
Why no poem about Posada's awful defense?
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