Chris Sabo’s Goggles

I wrote this before Saturday’s game - assuming the worst - but despite Belisle’s decent outing against the Braves, I’ve decided to post it anyway.

I mean, it’s not like I have a lot to say about the Reds “offense” right now.

This is an ode
An ode to Matt Belisle
Because the last time he won a game
Well… it’s been awhile

Your fastballs are slow
Your sinkers don’t sink
How dumb do you think we are?
Less than you think

You give up runs
At a staggering pace
With every pitch of yours
We fall further out of the pennant race

Your ERA is as high
As the national debt
Whenever you take the mound
My brow drips with sweat

I blame Corey on Dusty
And you know what that says
That no matter how horrible you are
You’ll always be better than Neifi Perez

And so ends the first - and last - piece of poetry I will ever write.