When I turned 41
It seemed a very good year
To say I was “Seaver [1]”
When I turned 45
It seemed a very good year
To’ve been a lifetime Believer [2]
When I turned 47
It seemed a very good year
To be an upward glove-heaver [3]
Today I turn 51
Is it a very good year?
Or a take-it-or-leaver?
51 they give coaches — none who’s fixed Ike
51 they gave Maddux — untalented Mike
51 they gave Rick — you don’t remember Rick White?
It was once worn by One Dog (that might ring a bell [4])
Then landed on Rojas (whose saves went to hell)
And it means I’ve passed 50 (well, isn’t that swell?)
It’s only a number [5]
It’s only an age
Perhaps I’ve found wisdom
That will make me sound sage
So I will try my hand
At some coachly advice:
Never bring in Mel Rojas
Don’t even think twice