and my name is William Spear. This episode is one of the all-time sports classics CASEY AT THE BAT. Every sports fan knows the sting of defeat when a favorite team loses. From football to bowling to curling, fans take losses hard. But one story has captured the despair of a crushing loss since 1888. That's when Ernest Lawrence Thayer told the tale of the Mudville fans. Losing late in the game, they hoped their hero would get a chance to bat. And he did!  And now . . . CASEY AT THE BAT. The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play,And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,A pall-like silence fell upon the patrons of the game.  A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The restClung to the hope which springs eternal in the human breast;They thought, "If only Casey could but get a whack at that—We'd put up even money now, with Casey at the bat." But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,And the former was a hoodoo, while the latter was a cake;So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,For there seemed but little chance of Casey getting to the bat. But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,And Blake, the much despisèd, tore the cover off the ball;And when the dust had lifted, and men saw what had occurred,There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third. Then from five thousand throats and more there rose a lusty yell;It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;It pounded on the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat. End of excerpt. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.