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Impossible Dream

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This is a poem that I wrote last baseball season as a Tribute to the amazing 1967 Red Sox, The "Impossible Dream Team"


Submitted:Feb 10, 2008    Reads: 208    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Impossible Dream

By She'Davia Williams

Before them

There was nothing.

Before them

The stands stayed empty

Before them

The game was just a "game"

Before them

There was nothing to anticipate

When they came every thing seemed to change

People actually went to games

People had something to believe in

The game turned into a passion

It was the start of a nation

The season started with gloomy faces

Empty seats and no thoughts of pennant races

Game 1 was won

Could this possibly represent the season to come?

Game 2, a fluke

Who cared, this didn't represent what they could do

The season went on and the wins kept coming

Every month showed more winning than losing

The stands started to fill

The seats were sold out

Here the shouts,

Smell the grass,

Without a doubt

This season was a blast.

Who could believe

That this once horrible team

Was in the lead!

It was a miracle

It was an impossible dream!

October 1st can be called surreal

They were about to be champs

They were about to seal the deal.

Hearts were racing

Skipping beats along the way.

But truth be told

That team didn't miss any beats.

Cleanly field plays

Getting hits

Paving the way.

They didn't keep the fans guessing

They didn't make them wait

Though they kept them on the edges of their seats

It was only because the game was great.

Top of the ninth

One out away

A pop up to short right

Caught…That's the game!

Pandemonium on the field

Fans racing from the stands

A celebration never to be forgotten

A celebration that was the birth of a nation

Tears of elation

Racing down cheeks

Hugs and kisses

Something to talk about for weeks

Maybe not weeks

But years

Forty years!

Who is there to thank

For making dreams come true

The 1967 Red Sox

And their sterling crew

Tony C

Had a short career

But is an all star for eternity

Jim Lonborg

His complete game on October 1st

Forced Minnesota to play their worst

Rico Patrocelli

All star short stop

Someone who easily won Boston hearts

And who can for get Carl Yastrzemski

A hero on the field and at the plate

Triple Crown winner

He played like a saint.

Don't be surprised

There were many more

Who helped this team play great.

This is my thank you

To that incredible team

This is my thanks to them

For living out that impossible dream!

*A tribute to the 1967 Red Sox (AL Champions)*





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