August 2010


“Seasonal Fall”

by Derek Felix AKA D Flex

The sun sets quicker than usual

Fading away behind dark grays

Suddenly things abruptly change

A howl can be heard above trees

 

As the wind blows leaves around

Colored maple leafs fly everywhere

With no destination found

Except their landing place doesn’t stick

 

Floating around up and down

Zig zagging like a trippy maze

That has no logical end

Only a place of season

 

Flowers begin to lose luster

Still hanging onto summer

Though mother nature starts

Taking over for good

 

Kids play in parks until dusk

Laughing and screaming in venture

Making it last longer

Cause they know it ain’t forever

 

Beach days are still here

But pretty soon will disappear

Leaving kids and adults empty

Oh just wait till next year

 

The sound of music can be heard

Echoing throughout parks

As shouts rain down from swings

While seagulls call out in despair

 

If only it could last some more

If only Fall ain’t knocking on the door

September lurks in the shadows

School bells blare out like rattles

 

Can still smell the taste of barbecues

Sucking in the hickory smoke

Reminding us of being free

Without no troubles to stress

 

Yes, it’s what we love best

If only it didn’t fly west

Rain drops begin to fall from way above

Soon steadying into a set of drums

 

Followed by heavy pitches

As thunder and lightning take center stage

The downpour foreshadows what’s coming

Leaving everyone bumming

 

The heatwave’s about to close

No more pool days in this town

Instead it’s forest hangouts

And straight chilling in rooms

 

Still plenty of laughs had

Only a different scene

That’s no longer timeless

Time to lay back and dream

 

As August shuts down

We reflect on a banging summer

Filled by rollercoaster screams

Followed by Kool Aid magic grins

 

It might be over for now

But the show shall return

Envigorating everyone

It’s far from done

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“Pain”
D Flex
 
The feeling ain’t the same
Haven’t felt right since you left
Cause girl, you drove me insane
Now I’m just lost in love debt
 
You were the one
Who made it real
Everything with you was fun
You know the deal
 
 
Never lost my heart’s desire
But then you just disappeared
Leaving me like a liar
Was all good till it went weird
 
Look at the pain you caused
Destroying my belief
Now you’re the female Jaws
Eating me up causing more grief
In so much pain
From your vanishing act
In so much pain
What you did was wacked

Still see your face everyday
Laughing, smiling like a star
Can’t quite get the pic away
Instead, your giggle heard very far

No longer does it sound like heaven
But rather Hell’s angel
Enjoying this chaos at 11:11
Damn could this get any stranger

I’ve heard murder was the case
But going MIA has me dazed and confused
Don’t know where to start cause you didn’t leave a trace
Like our love was your riddle and I had too much booze

Got a hangover that just won’t leave
It’s like the Jewish legend 40 days 40 nights of rain
If only I could find some way to believe
Instead feel the pounding of alcohol leaving me in pain

In so much pain
No longer got the spark
In so much pain
Everything just turned pitch dark

Why’d ya have to go away
Without warning creating my personal haunting
Now I feel like the groundhog every day
See your shadow leaving me wanting

It’s like I’m chasing a ghost
That don’t exist
And somewhere your laugh is heard making a toast
While I run aimlessly around in circles all twisted

I can feel ya all around smiling
In laughter as I play your game
Pretty sure I saw you in a mirror styling
When it was just ya dancing in my brain

Now I’m on a rollercoaster
That might never end
Seeing your breathtaking poster
As I fly around the bend

In so much pain
That I see you everywhere
In so much pain
You’re not real and I lost my chair

Now I’m just a basketcase
Waiting to get psychoanalyzed
The doc takes one look and runs away from my face
Afraid that he’ll get paralyzed

You got your wish
Making me crazy
Now I’m lost at sea like a fish
And everything’s hazy

If I could just see ya once more
Everything would be alright
Be like unlocking your door
And we’d make it out of sight

But that shall never be
Cause you’re like a runaway train
Once so easy to see but now just misery
No wonder I’m in so much pain

In so much pain
Cause I can’t see your face
In so much pain
Now it’s just an empty space

 

 

 

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In yesterdays Yankee win over the Blue Jays, Alex Rodriguez finally made history by becoming the youngest player ever to reach 600 home runs.

In yesterday's Yankee win over the Blue Jays, Alex Rodriguez finally made history by becoming the youngest player ever to reach 600 home runs.

Yesterday, Alex Rodriguez finally snapped out of it to hit his 600th career home run in the Yankees’ 5-1 win over the Blue Jays- salvaging the final game of a three-game series.

In doing so, the future Hall Of Famer (yes, he still is in our book) became just the seventh ballplayer to reach 600 and the youngest ever beating out who else but The Babe. A-Rod recently turned 35 reaches a special milestone at 35 years, eight days with Babe Ruth next youngest at 36 years, 196 days in 1931. However, as was noted in the Yahoo recap, Ruth accomplished it in fewer games (183) due to being a pitcher first with Boston before becoming a full-time slugger. Pretty amazing stuff.

In finally reaching 600 homers, Rodriguez joins tainted record holder Barry Bonds (762), Hank Aaron (755), Ruth (714), Willie Mays (660), recently retired former Mariner teammate Ken Griffey, Jr. (630) and no habla engles Sammy Sosa (609). Pretty exclusive company even if the chase was marred by his steroids admission last year. Sadly, nearly half the list cheated with Bonds and Sosa front and center. It’s still odd that A-Rod also did it because we always thought he stood for integrity. Especially being a baseball guru who prides himself on being the best. Guess it just goes to show that even the most gifted athletes can slip up. Simple message. Trust no one.

It’s a shame that such a remarkable feat which saw the Yankee third baseman hit one off Shaun Marcum into Monument Park is basically acknowledged with a shrug. Something like this should be more celebrated but unfortunately, it was anti-climatic due to circumstance. Baseball is a great sport filled with legions of diehard fans who take pride in the history books. The home run has always been the greatest thrill. Now, it’s forever tainted making the legends before them turn in their graves.

How many of Rodriguez’ 600 blasts were performance enhanced? If you buy the story he gave last year about it just being with Texas, then that’s still a good chunk. He totaled 156 in only three seasons, averaging a gaudy 52-per-year. In already his seventh year in the Bronx including Wednesday’s 17th dinger of 2010, A-Rod is at 255 long balls (36.4) with over seven weeks left. Yes. It’s true that his production has curtailed since a monster ’07 that saw him hit 54 homers and drive in a career high 156 en route to an MVP.

 

A-ROD IN DECLINE???

Year      GP          HR

’07          158        56

’08           138        35

’09            124        30

*’10            101         17

*Current season

 

Part of this is due to the chronic hip he had surgery on last year, costing him over a month. Perhaps it’s also a sign that age is finally catching up. During his prime years, Rodriguez was deadly- rarely missing pitches. Even if he’s slowing down, the New York native answered critics last year by still reaching 30 homers and 100 RBI’s while having a memorable postseason filled with clutch home runs- leading the Bronx Bombers to their record 27th championship and first in the A-Rod Era.

What else is there for Rodriguez to accomplish? Well, the questions already started about whether he can catch Bonds, who’s still 162 clear of him. It all depends on health. If he stays healthy and can recapture the stroke that once made him a gimme for 40, then he should be a lock. However, homers are down since Major League Baseball (MLB) cracked down on performance enhancers. When Jose Bautista’s leading the majors with 33 homers, it tells you plenty. It’s become a pitcher’s game again.

A-Rod will still have the advantage of being in the middle of the most potent lineup with Mark Teixeira and Robby Cano providing plenty of support along with Jorge Posada and All-Star Nick Swisher. Will finally ending the 0-for-17 drought and longest between home run 599 and 600 among the Elite Seven get Rodriguez going? You have to think it’ll relax him with a hot streak just around the corner. Amazing that he still has knocked in 87 despite less dingers. No doubt, he’s making his RBI’s count as he paces the Yanks ahead of Teixeira (81) and MVP candidate Cano (71).

If anything, he should be a lock for 27 taking him to 610. Ten more isn’t a lot to ask for one of the greatest superstars the game’s ever seen. Then, it becomes a matter of math. Can he average 30 HR the next four years before he turns 40 in 2015?  If Alexander The Great can get back to that level, that would be at least 120 pushing him to 730- making the record attainable.

It should be interesting to follow the plight of A-Rod and whether he can become the new Home Run King. Even if it won’t be fully embraced despite his unique talent.

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