First Pitch: 6:10 PM
TV: Twins.TV
Radio: TIBN, WCCO 830, The Wolf 102.9 FM, Audacy App
Know Yo’ Foe: Amazin’ Avenue
Don’t get no sleep,
Watch Wednesday ball.
Sun becomes steep,
Sun begins to fall.
Log in online,
What? This is lame:
Blacked it out;
Can’t watch the game…
You’re living in Connecticut
Where the drivers have no etiquette,
Yet somehow you’re the predicate
Whim of Manfred on his throne.
So when you’re living in Connecticut,
The commish will have no etiquette:
You’re on your own.
As Prielipp
debuts and starts With the Mets down a dozen straight, My interest is off the charts, But the region’s a shuttered gate. So find a big sports bar ‘Cause you don’t have SNY, And where you are, At least you’ll try:
You’re living in Connecticut
Where the drivers have no etiquette,
Yet somehow you’re the predicate
Whim of games the league has shown.
So when you’re living in Connecticut,
The commish will have no etiquette:
You’re on your own.
So I go out, I’m driving
For a place to brace and stare.
Fandom may be thriving,
But where?
What is on the cards tonight?
Rejection ‘cause I live too close to Queens.
As Citi’s lighting towers glow bright,
I try to watch the sporting scenes:
Hurry, you’ll find it, you’ll find it,
You’ll see it, you’ll see it, this game!
Go find a bar:
Rob may be full of it,
But here’s a way to watch baseball:
Let’s hit!
Writing in Connecticut
Where the drivers have no etiquette
And somehow you’re the predicate
With curves the league has thrown.
And when you’re writing in Connecticut,
The commish may have no etiquette:
Rules may be blown;
Somehow we’ve grown;
Somehow we’ve known!
