Thursday, 5 September 2013

playing sports



SPORTS AND OTHER PLAYTHINGS

Psychoanalysis XI, I Think.
Perhaps it’s XII or even XIII, eh?
[recall is not so hot at 75]

By Izzy Ess of Obvious-Ness

I never followed sports as closely as
I followed world events and musicals,
The literature and the movies, eh?
Perhaps, if I had followed sports, the Blue
Jays and the Cubbies, would have won more games?
I’d rather have read poetry and fiction
Than the box scores of my favourite teams,
Like Bears and Bulls and Braves, but I am wont
To read the Arts more often than I read
The scores of all my teams, who seem to have
A losing streak when I am watching them.
Ah well, perhaps Jane Fonda should have stayed
Awake and she would see successes for
Her Teddy Turner’s CNN and his
Atlanta Braves, or Cardinals, whichever
Is their name.  Perhaps, it would have saved
Her boring marriage, eh?  I’m sure that she
Would rather be out politicking or
Rebelling ‘stead of watching ball games with
A business man.  I think she should have married
Che Guevara while he still was living
And had had a chance to be a factor
In the countries south of here, like Cuba,
Venezuela and the Panama.
Perhaps, she should have married me and we
Would fight the fight of warriors and saviours,
Eh?  Perhaps… or not… I’m tired today
Of tilting my own lance at windmills that
Will never change, no matter what I say,
Or do.  I have observed the enemy,
And it is I!  if she had married me,
It would be us, instead of only me.
My preference would be Susan Sarandon,
But she is quite committed to another,
Tim the Robin.  He and she seem good
Together, just like Brad and Angeline.
Perhaps, the Lauren, the Becaul, would take
Me on and forget Bogey, the most famous
Jewish Humphrey, who played chess when he
Was working on the movie sets, in order
To calm down.  Becaul was less
than half his age and never married or
Converted to the Jewish Faith, I do
Believe, but she is famous now for her
Bold leadership of women, and she still
Looks beautiful just like the other Loren,
The Sophia, whom I’ve loved for years.
Sophia matches well my age but she
Is beautiful while I do look like Santa
Claus or the cool Godly image seen
By Abraham [slash] Ibrahim.  Perhaps,
My skinny Meg, the Ryan, would be interested
In me as a father figure,
Eh?  She was so great with Nick Cage in
The Angel’s City, the erstwhile Full Wings
Of Full Desire with Pete Falk, in some German,
French and English dialects.  Let’s see…
I loved Meg in The Kiss In French, with Kevin
Kline.  His Frenchy accent was quite phony
While my Meg’s was genuine American.
The Frenchman, Jean Russo, did a
Fine job by speaking his own French and English.
Hmm… I started with The Sports but gravitated
To the women of the movies,
I adore.  Perhaps I should have stuck
With Geena Davis and Madonna in
A Team of Their Own with that Thomas Hanks,
Who makes just every movie quite his own.
Its time I ended this quite lengthy ode
Before I break another code forbode…

THE END

I do recall some movies and their stars from 1942, the year I started taking my own sister to Hamilton’s York Theatre every Saturday afternoon, where admission was a dime and my sister was admitted free, because she was so tiny and did not look like Shirley Temple, in the least.  Jazz Singer was the first colour flick that ever was projected while most of the ones we saw were black and white.  Colour cartoons were the greatest with the greatest music while the serials, like Perils of Pauline, were still in B&W.  Steamboat Willy, precursor of the Mickey Mouse, had to wait until my second marriage when we went to Disneyworld with both her adult kids, who only cared to smoke some dope on Treasure Island, while absorbing Heavy Metal Rock.  It was the first time that my money dwindled and we had to write a bad check to check out of the most expensive hotel in Disneyland, since all my seven credit cards were totally maxed out.  The bell was ringing to announce that my marriage was dwindling down, as well.  Luckily, the airfare back to Chicago was already paid.


© izzy sommers, md
                Welland, Canada
September 4, 2013

1 comment:

  1. a bumble bee is
    only good for one big sting
    and then it dies, eh?

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