In 1978 my friend Bill, a Phillies fan,
bet on a trotter beause it had a face
like Wes Covington's. The horse
led into the stretch and got struck
by lightning. This is a true story.
Bill was at the track
with the woman he's met outside Shibe Park
on the last day of the '64 season,
after the Phillies finally handed over
the last piece
of their 11-game lead.
She was sitting on a bench crying
when Bill sat down next to her.
He was thirty-four and figured
he's never get married.
They agreed not to watch the Series.
The next day Bill went to the bank
and they flew together to Ireland,
where they walked in the purple meadows
of his grandparents' farm.
A year later their first child,
a daughter, was born.
Baseball I Gave You All the Best Years of My Life
Edited by Richard Grossinger and Lisa Conrad
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