Your Evening's Entertainment...

...in view of the rainout.  Adler, Ross, and I have already gotten to work on the musical version.  Here's a sample:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5P0SplN4DTU

Whenever I’m

From time to time

Depressed

And the trauma wells

And swells

Within my breast

I find some pride

Deep inside 

Of me

As I proudly walk

The lane of memory…

I see Martin, a mean one,

If ever I seen one,

Turning Brooklyn’s dreams into a lovely blaze!

And what about our Reggie

Giving LaSorda a wedgie?

Yeah-heh-heh, those were the good old days!

I see Bucky a-homerin’

And the Sox goin’ home an’

Yaz popping up like he was in a daze!

And that glorious morn

Harry Frazee was born!

Yeah-heh-heh, those were the good old days!

I sit in my rocking chair

Peacefully rocking there,

Counting my blessings by the score!

Beating Braves was in fashion,

Kicking Cubs was our passion,

Each year held a new joy in store!

Was anybody happy? 

(Outside of the Bronx?)

I see Whitey a munchin’

On a Whiz Kids luncheon.

The years may have flown but the memory stays!

How Ichiro’s hopes were dashed,

When the Mariners crashed!

Yeah-heh-heh, those were the good old days!

I’d watch a million ads or more

Just for some of the gore

Of the good

Old

Days!!!