Will cash alone make winners of our club?
If only they could sign the brightest stars,
Our city would no longer feel the snub
Of those who congregate in Eastern bars.
Such stars will shine when money sails their way,
Restoring glory to the team we cheer.
They cannot lose if big names come to play,
While those who snubbed us blubber in their beer.
But wealth is naught without judicious plans,
And those who mocked our lack of loaded guns
Will scorn us more when riches fail those fans
Who thought the cash would lead to extra runs.
If wins result from throwing coin at fame,
If wits help not — then how be that a game?