George Steinbrenner, The Boss Poem by John F. McCullagh

He bought the Yankees for a song
From CBS and Michael Burke:
He worked restoring Yankee Pride
It was his life's great work.

The House that Ruth built long ago
Was then in disrepair
Where aging veterans stumbled through
long seasons of despair.

With Crafty Gabe Paul at his side
He made some dandy trades-
Deals that worked out better
than the one Mike Kekich made.

The boss was quite the artist
And his medium was rare.
Free agents flocked to sign here
Sacrificing facial hair.

Wth Munson as his Captain
And Jackson as his straw
He won a pair of trophies
And the Yanks became a draw.

For hiring and firing
The Boss has known few equals
As soon as Billy would depart
The Boss would plan a sequel.

But Munson took up flying
One day he died in flames.
Remember Murcer’s Eulogy
at church and in the game?

Boss castigated “Mr. May”
When Rings were hard to find-
George fell for Howie Spira’s spiel
and was banished for a time.


Just then his Yanks in doldrums lay
as the Mets in Queens would rise.
Gene Michael Drafted wisely
And he held on to his guys.


A core of good young players rose,
His Yanks on top again
Mr. Torre won four trophies
with Mo Rivera in the Pen.


George built a brand new Stadium
On River Avenue
And his team went to the Series
cause that’s what the Yankees do.

And on the Night Godzilla roared
The Yankees won it all
It’s dedicated to the Boss,
for now and ever more.