Angels do go gentle into that good night (or a collection of original poetry)

Diamondbacks 5, Angels 1

Haiku on Victor Rojas:

Background music plays.

Rojas sits quietly, yet

The hot mic doth burn.

h/t Reddit

Limerick on Odrisamer Despaigne and the first inning:

There once was an Angel named Despaigne,

Who was only here ‘cuz we had no one else to play.

He threw one to Paul,

Gone went the ball!

And now OD will probably be an Angels’ divorcee.

2-0 Diamondbacks.

Couplet on Nick Ahmed and the fourth inning:

Nick Ahmed singled in a run,

3-0 ‘Zona, ‘tis no fun.

Ode to David Fletcher:

O, how brightly David Fletcher shines in the sky,

His enthusiasm, zest for the game, fun to watch.

Sprays the ball to left, center, and right,

Plays solid defense with ne’er a botch.

Yet my heart did cry out Wednesday in the fourth,

When our erstwhile hero took a cut,

He hit the ball right into his knee,

They took him off, slammed the door shut.

When will we see Fletcher again?

Tomorrow, Friday, will the Halo staff downplay?

As much as a try to hope and wish,

We all know what we’ll get: TJ.

Quatrain on David Peralta and the seventh inning:

Williams Jerez, his time to shine,

Yet for him, the stars did not align.

David Peralta, he took him deep.

And one lucky fan had a souvenir to keep.

Free verse on the eighth inning:

tHe AnGeLs ScOrEd A rUn.

5-1 Diamondbacks.