In The Pinstripes, A Flame Ignites

In The Pinstripes, A Flame Ignites

In pinstripes bold, a fire awakes,
As Yankees sign in a timely thread,
Marcus Stroman, the ace they crave,
To conquer mounds with passion unshed.

His arm, a beacon of strength and might,
Contours and curves, piercing the night.
With lethal precision, pitches will fly,
Opponents tremble as runs multiply.

Dynamic defender, a force on the field,
Graceful strides, a prowess revealed.
He snatches line drives, his glove a marvel,
From plate to plate, no rival can unravel.

In the Bronx, a symphony will play,
As Stroman takes stage, a star’s display.
The crowd will chant and proudly proclaim,
A champion’s quest, a victory’s aim.

Unyielding spirit, a warrior’s heart,
Stroman will lead, never to depart.
With each pitch, a legacy to leave,
Forever engraved, Yankees believe.