To John Montefusco by Joey Nicoletti
Mr. Montefusco, the combination
of your Italian lineage,
your cool nickname: The Count,
your mischievous smile,
and your hatred of the Dodgers
endeared you to the men
of my family, even though you were
a San Francisco Giant
for most of your career.
I dig you for your honesty,
your willingness to tell people off;
that you didn’t just burn
bridges; you destroyed them.
I dig you because you stood up
for yourself, whenever
you felt wronged, and you fought
as hard to get ready to pitch
as you did with most
of your managers—as heated
as my father (and any man
in my family could get),
his muscles twitching
backlit by the kitchen window,
sharp blinds slicing
the sun like soppressata.
Joey Nicoletti was born in New York City. He works in Buffalo.