Finale

Game four began with highest hopes from every Red Sox fan.
Then right away Jacoby hit and onto second ran.
Pedroia grounded out at third, Ellsbury took that base,
Then scored on Papi’s single hit, a smile upon his face.

Three up, three down, three up, three down, amid a walk or two;
The fans swung towels ‘round, but there was nothing they could do
To prevent Varitek from scoring Lowell in the fifth.
The score was two-to-none and stayed that way throughout the sixth.

The seventh, our third baseman homered; Red Sox now had three.
The Rockies put one on the board. The next one brought Kielty
In his first Series appearance. He homered on a pinch,
The Rockies got another two; we couldn’t give an inch.

The score stood, four-to-three, through the beginning of the last,
Ellsbury caught a deep left fly; thank goodness that he’s fast.
Then Papelbon took a deep breath and struck the batter out.
The Red Sox were the champions; and all the fans did shout:

Hooray for our dear Red Sox, who have won it all this year!
We kept the faith. You proved us right. The Nation, full of cheer,
Now celebrates our baseball team, who’ve proved that they are great.
Two-thousand-seven’s over. Let’s bring on two-thousand-eight!