Hell, this year of Twins was long: I’d like to drown it in a beer. And here’s a game where near the end went wrong, A prime example shining clear. Can’t hit with RISP and can’t drive with juice; Ain’t
here we want to be. We hoped the squad would turn things on, But we’re out of Twinsball to see, yeah.
That’s it for Twinsball here in September,
This was not a season we want to remember.
Four games to play and we’re waiting ‘til next year;
That’s it for Twinsball ‘til the spring premiere…
Well, Buxton launched a leadoff jack,
Taj had Rangers lumber dazed,
But Adams and Cabrera? Painful,
No one at all amazed.
A very Twins loss, same as all,
We knew just how this would be.
It’s not the type of game we like
Running out of Twinsball to see…
That’s it for Twinsball here in September,
This was not a season we want to remember.
Four games to play and we’re waiting ‘til next year;
That’s it for Twinsball ‘til the spring premiere…
Hell, this year of Twins was long,
It’s winding down to disappear.
Tonight, the Comment of the Game was strong:
It’s Zach with Doomy Bullpen Tier.
And as a bonus, have him and Goose
Debating music with glee.
The telly’s done, so turn it off,
Now we’re out of Twinsball to see.
That’s it for Twinsball here in September,
This was not a season we want to remember.
Four games to play and we’re waiting ‘til next year;
That’s it for Twinsball, not a lot to cheer…
That’s it for Twinsball here in September,
This was not a season we want to remember.
Four games to play and we’re waiting ‘til next year;
That’s it for Twinsball ‘til the spring premiere…
That’s it for Twinsball here in September,
This was not a season we want to remember.
Four games to play and we’re waiting ‘til next year;
That’s it for Twinsball, now get out of here…
Yeah, that’s it for Twinsball;
No, we oughtn’t remember.
Yeah, turn off the TV,
Ah-ah-ah…
