Game On…with Rob Kriete – DECEMBER 23

T’was the night before, before the night before Christmas,

And all through MLB, not a creature was stirring, not an agent collecting a fee.

The divergent stances were hung where no one can clearly see,

In hopes that a resolution of sorts can happen for MLB.

The players and agents have nestled all snug in their beds,

with hopes of a breakthrough, or the DH they may shed.

When out on the lawn, there arose such clatter,

but, alas, there is no start-date for any pitcher or batter.

Santa sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle.

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle,

But all MLB fans as well as Santa exclaims,

Settle this nonsense right now, keep the Dh where it is right,

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!