Since the minute I heard the news that shook Cardinal nation last night, I wanted to write something to commemorate Oscar. However, I didn’t think it was right to write anything unless it was able to capture the emotion of it all, that wouldn’t be fair to him. I probably didn’t do that, because I’m certainly not a poet by any regards. This is the best I could do though, and I hope you all will enjoy it and remember Oscar fondly. Here goes nothing:
A swing so majestic, full of power and might
And a warm, bright smile that could bring the day light
We watched and waited for the day this hero came
With one of his mighty swings, #18 brought rain
It was a sign of great things to come, a great career still ahead
“He’s the next Albert,” that’s what the scouts said
Craig was sent to Boston, to free up room in right
OT could play forever, the future looks so bright
Soon October arrived, like an old friend in the fall
LA crumbled, just like the Berlin Wall
The Giants were next, to the Cards this was a wrench
Especially in game 2, trailing, with OT on the bench
Mike called his number in the 7th, Machi was the foe
Down by a run, could OT become a hero?
A 2-1 splitter was the tool Machi would implore
In one split second we all thought “I’ve seen that swing before”
Like a warrior slashing his sword, perfection in his craft
Sweet music to the ears, the song? Oscar’s bat
The ball a comet, leaving a trail as it passed the wall
OT crossed home and tipped his cap, a Cardinal curtain call
That was the last time Busch would feel the grace of 18
For life can be so cruel, and death’s bite is fierce and mean
October 26th, the fall classic being played
To Cardinal fans, nothing more, than another dreadful day
“There is more to life than baseball” they say to all the kids
There is no harsher reminder than what this tragedy did
The World Series seemed weightless, a petty, small thing
The important matter was a Cardinal, gaining his wings
Taken at 22, so young, and so unfair
The emotion of it all seems just too much to bear
Baseball heaven is blessed, to gain another great
I imagine that bright smile, passing through the pearly gates
Gone, but not forgotten in the hearts of me and you
Take care of DK and Josh, OT, we miss them too
There is no rhyme or reason, no easy rational
Fly high 18, we love you, forever a Cardinal
Oscar Francisco Taveras (1992-2014)