John F. McCullagh

Silver Star - 3,970 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

Almost Perfect - Poem by John F. McCullagh

Eight Thousand and twenty games it took
before Howie could put it in the books.
There was, here and there,
a base on balls.
One desperate catch against the wall.
One possibly disputed call,
but Johan Santana got them all..

Bob Murphy would have loved this night
The Park in Queens alive with cheers.
Fans walking out in a gentle rain
with his happy recap in their ears.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Johann Santana pitches the first No Hit game in NY Mets history

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 2, 2012


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