Re-created from memory and constant recitation

Casey at the Talks

It looked extremely rocky for that famous Mudville nine, the season was upon them but the outfield wouldn’t sign.
And when Fenwick turned free agent and Moran went into flicks, the ownership their heads and moaned we’re in a dreadful fix
They scanned their ledgers gloomily without a hint of cheer the falling season ticket sales foretold a losing year.
They clung to one small distant hope, an optimistic’s dream, the fans would pack the stands with mighty Casey on the team.
For Casey was a superstar that any club would prize, who last year led the league in hits, home runs, and RBIs.
For months the phone calls made to him were scornfully declined, a God, he was unreachable, and what was worse unsigned.
Then from an outer corridor there rose a mighty shout, it rattled the reception desk, it shook the walls throughout, it rumble down the hallway in one tremendous roar, for Casey, mighty Casey was advancing through the door.
There was ease in Casey’s Manor there was Grace in Casey’s style as he touched each owner‘s hand and gave a patronizing smile.
He brought with him six solemn men, their faces grim and grave, three lawyers two accountants and his business agent Dave.
The owners lauded Casey’s clothes, extolled his wavy hair, they kissed the leather of his shoes and knelt beside his chair, they laid before him fruits and wine and then a full course meal, but Casey merely raise his hand and murmured what’s your deal?
“One million bucks is yours” they said “for playing out the year, plus ten percent of grandstand sales of hotdogs cokes and beer”.
“When on the road we’ll line up broads of whom you’ll have your choice, plus shares of stocks, a butler, and a custom built Rolls-Royce”.
The smile is gone from Casey’s lips his countenance is stern, he grips his chair with knuckles white and gives his head a turn, and now he cocks an eyebrow at his agent standing by, and now the air is shattered by the words of his reply.
Oh somewhere in this favored land there is a happy town where management has signed a star Who’ll win the Triple Crown.
And somewhere fans all stand to cheer a bases loaded clout…
But there’s no joy in Mudville, mighty Casey has held out.