The Universe defeats the Banners 10-6 in a wild game capped with a grand slam by Maya Angelou, as Phoenix advances to the World Series against the Dublin Laureates. Home plate umpire Ruth Bader Ginsburg and the starting pitcher for the Florence Banners, Dante Alighieri, were at odds from the start. Dante bitterly said after the game: “The honorable judge does not know the strike zone.” Dante likes to work the inside of the plate, and he plunks the occasional hitter. Dante put Bob Dylan on his back in the first inning. With Ruth Ginsburg calling inside pitches for balls, as the game progressed, Dante became increasingly livid. But his downfall came when he was on offense. First base umpire E.O. Wilson ejected Dante in the fifth inning, following a scuffle involving many players, including Angelou, the Universe’s catcher. Dante, as the base runner, became tangled up with Universe first baseman Anthony Hecht, as Dante tried to beat out a slow roller to the mound, the ball picked up by Universe starting pitcher Raymond Carver. Dante complained Hecht interfered with his base running, and Hecht objected just as vociferously that the opposite was true. “Why did they throw Dante out of the game, and not Hecht? They say Dante put his hands on [umpire] Wilson, but that’s not true,” Desiderius Erasmus told the press after the game, “but we accept the loss. We congratulate the Universe.” The hitting of Henrik Ibsen and Chuck Berry gave the Universe a 6-3 lead after five complete innings, but in the top of the sixth, Dante Gabriel Rossetti singled, Ben Mazer doubled him over to third, and Guido Cavalcanti homered to tie the game, 6-6. Marge Piercy relieved Carver for the Universe and kept the Banners in check, until she handed the ball over to Jean Cocteau, who earned the win—his third win of the playoffs, with a 0.00 ERA. Meanwhile, Giovanni Boccaccio, relief pitcher for the Banners, began the ninth inning, with the game tied, 6-6, and walked three straight hitters—Delmore Schwartz, Philip Levine, and Larry Levis. Desiderius Erasmus, the manager of the Banners, was thrown out of the game by home plate umpire Ginsburg as he disputed her calls. Pope Leo X, the pitching coach of the Banners, relieved Boccaccio and inserted Sandro Botticelli, who fanned Yusef Komunyakaa and Chuck Berry. With the crowd roaring, and the count 3-2, Maya Angelou advanced the Phoenix Universe into the World Series against the Dublin Laureates with a tremendous home run to left center field.
ROUND TWO GAME SEVEN
October 17, 2020 at 5:28 pm (Anthony Hecht, Ben Mazer, Boccaccio, Dante, Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Delmore Schwartz, Desiderius Erasmus, Guido Cavalcanti, Larry Levis, Leo X, Marge Piercy, Maya Angelou, Ruth Bader Ginsburg, Sandro Botticelli, Yusef Komunyakaa)
GAME FOUR RESULTS
October 5, 2020 at 7:14 pm (Albert Einstein, Arnaut Daniel, Boccaccio, Charles Dickens, Cole Porter, da Vinci, Dante, Delmore Schwartz, Edgar Allan Poe, Garrison Keillor, Guido Cavalcanti, Handel, Hans Christian Anderson, Hilaire Belloc, Jean Cocteau, Joe Green, John Betjeman, John Townsend Trowbridge, Leigh Hunt, Marsilio Ficino, Martin Luther King Jr, Mikhail Lermontov, Mirza Ghalib, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Phillis Wheatley, Stephen Cole, Yusef Komunyakaa)
BANNERS 9 SECRETS 4
The city of Florence is on the verge of a huge celebration. The no. 1 seed Boston Secrets are one game away from being eliminated by the Wild Card Banners. Guido Cavalcanti hit a grand slam and drove in six runs to lead Florence to a 9-4 win in game 4, who are now up 3-1 in the series. A shutout by Plato is the Secrets’ only win. Dante Alighieri will start game 5 in Florence against Edgar Allan Poe. If the Secrets win, the series will return to Boston. Leonardo da Vinci earned the victory, fanning 7 before leaving in the sixth inning, when Nathaniel Hawthorne hit a 3 run homer, making the score 6-3. Mikhail Lermontov of the Banners and Stephen Cole of the Secrets also hit homers. Moliere took the loss for the Secrets. Giovanni Boccaccio and Marsilio Ficino came out of the bullpen to seal da Vinci’s win.
LAUREATES 19 GAMERS 14
Charles Dickens hit 2 more homers and the Dublin Laureates held off a furious rally in Los Angeles, as the Gamers fell short 19-14, and now trail the best-of-seven series 3 games to 1. John Betjeman and Joe Green continued their hot hitting for the Gamers—7 RBI and a homer by Betjeman, 4 RBI and a homer for Green. The Laureates led 13 to 2 after 5 innings. Samuel Johnson, who got the win, imploded in the sixth—which could have been a much bigger inning for the Gamers, but Arnaut Daniel was thrown out trying to score in a controversial call. The home plate umpire, Albert Einstein, said Daniel missed home plate sliding in to beat the throw. Daniel attacked Einstein and was thrown out of the game. John Townsend Trowbridge and Mirza Ghalib also homered for the Laureates, as Woody Allen was gone by the second inning. LA did tie it, 13-13, in the seventh. However, the Laureates’ Leigh Hunt and Hans Christian Anderson shut out the Gamers the rest of the way, and Dickens hit a grand slam in the 8th off Garrison Keillor. Lewis Carroll will try and keep the Gamers alive tomorrow in LA, against Jonathan Swift.
UNIVERSE 4 CRUSADERS 1
Delmore Schwartz belted a 3 run homer off George Handel to break a 1-1 tie as Martin Luther King Jr and the Universe stopped the Crusaders in Phoenix, tying up the series 2-2. Yusef Komunyaaka and Anthony Hecht hit back to back doubles to give the Universe a 1-0 lead in the second inning. Handel then retired the next 14 hitters in a row. Meanwhile the Crusaders scraped together a run to tie the game in the 5th, with singles by Hilaire Belloc, Phillis Wheatley, and Leona Florentino. Lionel Trilling relieved King in the 8th with the bases loaded and got Aeschylus to pop up to end the inning, and Jean Cocteau set down the side in order in the ninth. The game one starters, Harriet Beecher Stowe of the Universe and Ludwig Beethoven of the Crusaders, will face off again in game 5.
BOCCACCIO BATTLES SIDNEY
June 3, 2014 at 1:42 pm (Boccaccio, Christ, March Madness, Philip Sidney, Plato)
Tags: Philip Sidney, Plato, poetry
Philip Sidney: loved Christ, poetry and Plato
BOCCACCIO:
They say that poetry is absolutely of no account , and the making of poetry a useless and absurd craft; that poets are tale-mongers, or, in lower terms, liars; that they live in the country among the woods and mountains because they lack manners and polish. They say, besides, that their poems are false, obscure, lewd, and replete with absurd and silly tales of pagan gods, and that they make Jove, who was in point of fact, an obscene and adulterous man, now the father of the gods, now king of heaven, now fire, or air, or man, or bull, or eagle, or similar irrelevant things. They cry out that poets are seducers of the mind, prompters of crime, and, to make their foul charge fouler, if possible, they say they are philosophers’ apes, that it is a heinous crime to read or possess the books of poets; and then, without making any distinction, they prop themselves up with Plato’s authority to the effect that poets ought to be turned out-of-doors.
Poetry proceeds from the bosom of God, and few, I find, are the souls in whom this gift is born; so wonderful a gift it is that true poets have always been the rarest of men. This fervor of poetry is sublime in its effects: it impels the soul to a longing for utterance; it brings forth strange and unheard-of creations of the mind; it arranges these meditations in a fixed order, adores the whole composition with unusual interweaving of words and thoughts; and thus it veils truth in a fair and fitting garment of fiction. Further, if in any case the invention so requires, it can arm kings, marshal them for war, launch whole fleets from their docks, nay, counterfeit sky, land, sea, adorn young maidens with flowery gardens, portray human character in its various phases, awake the idle, stimulate the dull, restrain the rash, subdue the criminal, and distinguish excellent men with their proper meed of praise: these, and many other such, are the effects of poetry. Yet if any man who who has received the gift of poetic fervor shall imperfectly fulfill its function here described, he is not, in my opinion, a laudable poet. For, however deeply the poetic impulse stirs the mind to which it is granted, it very rarely accomplishes anything commendable if the instruments by which its concepts are to be wrought out are wanting—I mean, for example, the precepts of grammar and rhetoric.
SIDNEY:
Now for the poet, he doesn’t affirm, and therefore never lies.
The poet never makes any circles about your imagination to conjure you to believe for true what he writes. He cites not authorities of other histories, but even for his entry calls the sweet Muses to inspire into him a good invention; in truth, not laboring to tell you what is or is not, but what should or should not be.
Shall the abuse of a thing make the right use odious? Poetry may not only be abused, but that being abused, by the reason of its sweet charming force it can do more hurt than any other army of words, yet shall it be so far from concluding that the abuse should give reproach to the abused.
Now Plato his name is laid upon me, whom I must confess, of all the philosophers I have ever esteemed most worthy of reverence, and with great reason, since of all philosophers he is the most poetical. Yet if he will defile the fountain out of which his flowing streams have proceeded, let us boldly examine with what reasons he did it. First, truly a man might maliciously object that Plato, being a philosopher, was a natural enemy of poets: for indeed, after the philosopher had picked out of the sweet mysteries of poetry the right discerning true points of knowledge, they forthwith putting it in method, and making a school-art of that which the poets did only teach by a divine delightfulness, beginning to spurn at their guides like ungrateful apprentices, were not content to set up shops for themselves but sought by all means to discredit their masters; which, by the force of delight being barred them, the less they could overthrow them, the more they hated them.
Plato hated the abuse, not the poetry. Plato found fault that the poets of his time filled the world with wrong opinions of the gods, making light tales of that unspotted essence, and therefore would not have the youth depraved with such opinions. The poets did not induce such opinions, but did imitate those opinions already induced. For all the Greek stories can well testify that the very religion of that time stood upon many and many-fashioned gods, not taught so by the poets, but followed according to their nature of imitation. One may read in Plutarch the discourses of Isis and Osiris, of the cause why oracles ceased, of the divine providence, and see whether the theology of that nation stood not upon such dreams, which the poets indeed superstitiously observed, and truly (since they had not the light of Christ) did much better in it than the philosophers, who shaking off superstition, brought in atheism. Plato therefore (whose authority I had much rather justly construe than unjustly resist) meant not in general of poets to misuse, but only meant to drive out those wrong opinions of the Deity (whereof now, without further law, Christianity hath taken away all the hurtful belief), perchance (as he thought) nourished by the then esteemed poets. And a man need go no further than to Plato himself to know his meaning: who, in his dialogue called Ion, gives high and rightly divine commendation to poetry. So as Plato, banishing the abuse, not the thing, not banishing it, but giving due honor unto it, shall be our patron and not our adversary.
We love how Sidney understands that “Plato hated the abuse, not the poetry.” Sidney is more subtle than Boccaccio, handling the same theme: poets are bad/good. If only poetry had a monopoly on “lewd;” it would be more popular: Boccaccio is right of course, as is Sidney, poetry can be naughty or nice; it isn’t poetry that is ever the problem—the question is, who is using it and what are they using it for? Today we don’t ask this question: we merely whine that no one reads it—without defining what it is.
WINNER: SIDNEY