The Dave Niehaus memorial at Safeco Field on Saturday featured plenty of moving eulogies. Rick Rizzs’ emotional speech, Jay Buhner’s humor and the grace displayed by Niehaus’ children highlighted a touching ceremony. But it was a poem, on the back of the program, that stole the show.
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am an acho in home run calls.
I am the flash of white on a well struck ball.
I am the sunlight on the outfield grass.
I am the powerful autumn home run blast.
When you jump up to a called streeeike three
I am there, yes you know me.
I am the sound of the broom after a three game sweep
Swung on and belted; I am the tears on your cheek.
Rye bread and mustard, salami abound
I am high above looking down.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. “My Oh My”