W: Lackey (7-4) L: Laffey (4-3)
1) What the Thunder Said (w.r.t. Cliff Lee)
After the torchlight red on sweaty facesAfter the frosty silence in the gardensAfter the agony in stony placesThe shouting and the cryingPrison and palace and reverberationOf thunder of spring over distant mountainsHe who was living is now deadWe who were living are now dyingWith a little patienceHere is no water but only rockRock and no water and the sandy roadThe road winding above among the mountainsWhich are mountains of rock without waterIf there were water we should stop and drinkAmongst the rock on cannot stop of thinkSweat is dry and feet are in sandIf there were only water amongst the rockDead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spitHere one can neither stand nor lie nor sitThere is not even solitude in the mountainsBut red sullen faces neither sneer nor snarlFrom doors of mudcracked housesIf there were waterAnd no rockIf there were rockAnd also waterAnd waterA springA pool among the rockIf there were the sound of water onlyNot the cicadaAnd dry grass singingBut the sound of water over a rockWhere the hermit-thrust sings in the pine treesDrip drop drip drop drop drop dropBut there is no water
-- Thomas Stearns Eliot, "The Waste Land," Part V, lines 322-359
I do not think that they will sing to me.
-- Eliot, "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock," line 125
Hey, daddy-oI don't wanna go down to the basementThere's somethin' down thereI don't wanna goHey, RomeoThere's somethin' down thereI don't wanna go down to the basement
-- The Ramones