The years passed
More quickly than I thought
Twenty one years
Is a long time
To not remember
The tributes made me realize
How excellent you were
At making sports
Something that had more culture
Than macho bravado
You gave the games a voice
As much as Facenda, Allen, or Hearn
But your voice was younger
More playful
And daring
These twenty one years I’ve been spoiled
Rest easy, Stuart, and may God be with your family