Friday, August 11, 2006

I will always love REM

That's great is starts with a joint's creak, Trot and Tek's muscles are sore
Jon Les-ter knows ball four...1,2 lets go

Willy Mo Pena's dreams, listen to Francona scream...
Timlin's camoflage uniform, pen-burning, run-letting
every pitcher analyze, trading deadline paralyze,
Theo and Luchino's in the wrong , wrong,
Julie T is psychotic, winning is so episodic, we feel fine...

It's the end of the Nation as we know it
It's the end of the Nation as we know it
(time a pitcher lasted nine)
And we feel fine...

6 Comments:

Blogger Michael Leggett said...

MR Lucchino, you jealous little s---?

I am NOT letting you run a girl's softball team;

Mr Epstein?

Get TF AWAY from your laptop;

#s don't tell the whole story, unless you're a GD Yankee Fan;

Even I'm going nuts;

I have to live in a City full of Braying, Blohard Baboons, who wouldn't know Yankee Stadium, even if they were pissing on it, standing in front of it.

10:01 AM  
Blogger Peter N said...

Hey, what tune do we sing your post to?? Vital info.......

10:26 AM  
Blogger The Omnipotent Q said...

Hang on Matty!! Sorry I wasn't around in the late night hours, as I turned in early. I certainly would have emailed you....

It's not over yet. We're in trouble, and the ship has to get righted RIGHT NOW. Keep the white flag in your pocket for now...

11:39 AM  
Blogger MattySox said...

"It's the end of the world as we know it" by REM

1:05 PM  
Blogger Julie said...

haha matty your song cheered me up a little bit. thanks for that.
-julie

3:39 PM  
Blogger Michael Leggett said...

& "The Fat Man Pitched":

9-2 Red Sox over Os'.

11:16 AM  

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