The lights are out at Fenway Park
on this dark November night
yet the ghosts are out there playing
indifferent to the cold

It’s the Red Sox and the Yankees
with Williams at the plate
and Eddie Lopat’s throwing junk
while Mantle stares intently, Woodling, Bauer too

On deck is Junior Stephens
Pesky leads off first and Doerr steps off second
Yogi gives the signals
Lopat lets it go

Williams swings, no Casey he, the ball takes its
flight and the ghosts begin to trot and Williams
lopes toward first, it’s a homer that wins the game
the ghosts have their revenge