Waiting for Jesus (for SPM)

From the Dominican,
like most of the batters
Vin Scully would profile
while awaiting retrieval
of the next pitch
from the kneeling catcher,
our savior drove
an immaculate black limo
for the Lower East Side
Puerto Rican Car Service.
His Spanish imponente,
pero el English was complicated,
so anticipated pickup times
would need repeating
a few more times
and in a few more tongues
than ordinarily necesario.
Then we would wait
on the stoop fronting east 7th,
facing the Flowerbox, si,
la caja de flor, por favor,
and the Arshawsky home,
where Artie Shaw first played,
and hope that Jesus would come.