The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Jaxville line that day;
Applicants stood Oh-for-two with one last chance to play.
When Minor hit ground in the yard, and Amended did the same,
Applicants finally realized that, perhaps they held the blame.
The Clippers were a last-place team atop a weak division,
Aghast at their misery’s furtherance by the two surprise Decisions.
Shippers and unions had waited decades for Guilford to derail,
And now they’re piquing blue, unable to exhale.
Awakened by these Activists making them earn permission,
Marketing and Legal filed two quick Letters of contrition,
They thought if only Chessie could but get a whack at that—
The Board would have to reckon with Chessie at the bat.
Hunter had, before he passed, benched shippers’ wants and whims;
Leaving Precision at the top, and Scheduled after him,
So upon that stricken Management grim melloncholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of getting Chessie to the bat.
But Precision scored a point of OTP, to everyone’s surprise,
And Scheduled held even through it all (though still was much despised);
And when the dust had lifted, and fans saw what had occurred,
CSX-1 was safe in Worcester with Foote leading long off third.
Then from across New England there rose a lusty yell;
It roared down Conn River valley, and rang John Brown’s bell;
It knocked upon Monadnock and swept the coast for miles,
For Chessie, mighty Chessie, intended to refile.
The 26.May Decision detailed Applicants’ incomplete errata,
So Marketing’s 28.May letter requested confidential Waybill data.
Legal’s letter of date.same was just as sure and spry:
Keep the Board in their seats — we’ll be back by first.July.
There was ease in Chessie’s manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Chessie’s bearing and a smile on Chessie’s face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowd could doubt ’twas Chessie at the bat.
With but one swing left in the game, Chessie reshuffled his stance,
Knowing that the next pitch will be his one and only third chance.
Will there be joy in Jaxville? We hope but dare not expect;
Fingers crossed across the land — will Chessie, mighty Chessie, finally connect?
To be continued.