Elysian Fields Quarterly - The Baseball Review

Hendu saw it all the way, sat
on a flat slider, driving it out to left.
The sore-armed Moore slumped and that
was that. Soon after the Sox headed for the Mets.

And we all know what happened almost next:
Buckner kicked a Sunday bounce,
Mookie legged it out, etcetera.
(Did you hear the one going around

that winter: How Billy Buck thought
to step in front of a bus . . . but it went between his legs?)
What's the diff, finally? We all foresaw
the curse before it was again, but never

the worst: that Donnie Moore, sore at heart,
would take it in so soon, would take it all so hard.

—EFQ