(With apologies to Frank Sinatra)
When I was seventeen…
I had a very good year.
I had a very good year. I hit .315
Got four mil from the Yanks.
And Jesus I thanked…
Montero, I mean.
I signed at seventeen...
When I was twenty-one...
It was a pretty good year.
It was a pretty good year.
Crushed 32 Blasts and made AA
I’ll make the majors some day
Though it hurts when I run.
When I was twenty-one.
When I was twenty-five...
I once had much better years.
They found a hole in my swing. I’m all out of springs.
Go to Arby’s for meals.
And I am an add on in deals.
I knew I'd never arrive
When I was twenty-five.
And now the days are short...
I’m in the autumn of my career.
But for work… baseball I played
And at least once was paid
So I can’t shed a tear
At least I had a career.
My whole life filled with green...
I signed at seventeen.
You outdid yourself, Doug! Great stuff!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant!
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ReplyDeleteWow. I need a drink.
A generation later (apologies to Stevie Nicks):
ReplyDeleteJust like the switch-hitting Martian
swings through a 2-0 heater
Oooh, baby, ooh, yeah ooh
And the days go by, lawyers lying to each other
Cash logs onto on zoom, he begins again
Says to his nerds, Boonie, everything stopped, nothing else mattered
He is no more than a baby now
And he looks like a five tooler
The exit velo
But who the hell can really know
a thing about a kid
On the edge of seventeen
ReplyDeleteBrilliant both of you
Lots of funny and very creative posters on here
Great stuff Doug....
ReplyDeleteFantastic, Doug!
ReplyDeleteWe are nothing if not demanding fans and great parodists.
ReplyDeleteSay, Dick, I saw a video of Dick Allen the other day hitting two inside-the-park HRs in one game. Highly amusing, nice going.