These losses aren’t even funny anymore. They’re certainly not fun.
Not only have the Twins now lost the season series to Chicago, they snapped the White Sox’s 205-game losing streak when trailing after eight innings. Of course it’s THIS team.
On to the parody, and I don’t mean this pretend masquerading as a ballclub.
Man, it’s a late one, The fall attendance in a downward run, ‘Cause we find the Minnesota Twins certainly done; The owner’s a fool. Been stuck in losing, A self-made beggar trying choosing,
But now this evening’s an evening To ramp up the joule.
And if you dread these guys, this Quad-A club,
Need a thrill unfurled to wish a dub?
Got a game tonight, but will boost your mood?
For we’re so screwed…
‘Cause we’ve all got a notion jointly accrued
That if the team has no emotion, then the game’s not viewed.
So grab your bat and glove and fighting attitude, yeah;
Play better ball: that’s the deal, or we’ll forget about it.
Well, there was a STUD thing
When Zebby made ‘em miss near every swing,
And in the lineup, Lewis heard his lumber sing,
Ready to clout.
Way out in the audience,
The spectant few became applaud-y; hence,
It fell to later inning arms ready to go,
Hearts fell in thuds,
Just DUDS.
‘Cause we all dread these guys, this Quad-A club;
They can kill our world, a fatal flub.
Had a game tonight, it never boosts your mood.
Yes, we’re so screwed…
‘Cause we’ve all got a notion jointly accrued
That if the team has no emotion, then the game’s not viewed.
(The Comment That We Love was from Nagurski’s brood, yeah.)
Play better ball: that’s the deal, or we’ll forget about it.
Yes, we’ve all got a notion jointly accrued
That if the team has no emotion, then the game’s not viewed.
They have a bat and glove? Not with that attitude, yeah;
Play better ball: that’s the deal, or we’ll forget about it.
Let’s all forget about it…
