Some day, when fates be blowin' bitter,
Our four-run lead, turned into litter,
We'll face some massive clean-up hitter,
And give the ball to Brian Schlitter.
He's no Cliff Lee, no rank bull-shitter,
No David Price, with tweets on Twitter.
No Greinke, scared of Gotham's glitter.
No Dice K, needs no babysitter.
He throws just strikes, no walks-permitter,
He owns the famous Schlitter Schplitter!
(Though some would claim he throws a spitter.)
Today, the Yanks claimed Brian Schlitter!
(Though some would claim he throws a spitter.)
Today, the Yanks claimed Brian Schlitter!
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