Good Control

You’ll notice in the game of ball,

     To which the nation flocks,

Success depends a lot upon

     The man out in the box.

He is the pitcher, who in turn,

     To make his highest goal,

Depends upon his deadly grip,

     Or rather his control.

He often has a weak support

     The fielding leg is lame;

He has to stand the jeer and gibe

     Throughout the stirring game.

He has to work his brain and nerve

     To pull them from a hole

In other words, to have the day,

     He has to have control.

Out in the broader field of life

     It is the very same;

You’re in the box, the multitude

     Watch you all through the game.

You’re taunted by the other side,

     Your backing bars the goal;

To win the pennant of success

     You’ve got to have control.

Aug. 17, ‘09