The sneer is gone from KOD's lip; his teeth are clenched in hate;
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate.
And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go,
And now the air is shattered by the force of KOD's blow.
Oh! somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light.
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is joy at Madjacks --
KOD just knocked it out.
the only good thing about watching a boring fight is when you have the over total and win the 777 !@