First 2 guys in the 9th get on for your “2 best hitters” and yet AGAIN they can’t come through. The season from hell won’t end. This team is the most toxic relationship I have in my life and I’ll be back tomorrow to get kicked in the stomach. Good night #Cubs
‘Twas the night before Regionals, and all through the land,
College baseball fans had their fresh brackets in hand.
The gloves were all hung in dugouts with care,
With dreams that a trip to Omaha would soon be there.
The players were restless, lying in their beds,
Visions of walk-offs and dogpiles playing in their heads.
Coaches with lineup cards, fans dressed in team gear,
All counting the hours ‘til first pitch was here.
From Hattiesburg to Morgantown, Los Angeles too,
Sixteen proud Regionals with dreams to pursue.
The aces were ready, the closers locked in,
Each team just three wins from advancing again.
There’d be chaos and heartbreak, upsets galore,
Midnight finales, while fans beg for more.
A grand slam here, a web gem there,
And Omaha dreams suddenly filling the air.
College baseball diehard fans, come one, come all,
For the best month of the year has answered the call.
Ready for action, the announcers shout with delight:
“Happy Regional Weekend to all, and to all a good night!”