Literary pretensions: Baseball haiku

I'm not saying it's good haiku, mind you. But ... it's been the sort of winter that makes me want to go into hibernation, just stay in bed for a month or so and let the world warm up without me participating, and that's impractical.

So I'll change it up a bit here. Hey, we have a Japanese infielder to root for in 2011; I'll try some Japanese-style poetry.

Food for the Soul

Baseball, beer, bratwurst —
All the nourishment I need
On a summer night

A SI Moment

A lefty's high heat
Thome swings, his front toe up
Slow jog into joy

Tommy John rehab

Which scar is longer:
That on a pitcher's elbow
Or memory's sear?