MOZELIAK
Hang out the banners on the outfield walls.
the cry is still “They come!” Busch Stadium’s strength
Will laugh a homer to scorn. Here let them hit
Till groundballs and flyouts eat them up.
Were they not forced with those that should be
ours,
We might have met them dareful, offer to offer,
And beat them back to San Diego.
A cry within.
What is that noise?
GIRSH
It is the cry of the fans, John.
[He exits]
MOZELIAK
I have almost forgot the taste of losing.