it rarely rains at the coliseum
it was getaway day at the coliseum
and dogs and soda and suds were
all half-price
there were lots of suits commingled
among many of the more casually enthusiastic fans
and even the public address announcer wondered
if any of the banks were open for business
some early inning runs quickly increased
concession sales
late comers rushed to the beer tent
before finding their seats
the rookie southpaw had a no-hitter
going into the fifth
and the place was all abuzz
like it hadn’t been in years
the afternoon matinée couldn’t have been
more perfect
until the roar of the crowd
called forth the god of rain delays
who just wouldn’t go away
and gradually (but with a fight)
the stadium lost all its life
as if nothing had ever happened
may two thousand fifteen
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