‘Twas the
night before Opening Day, when all through the park
Not a
creature was stirring, not even a lark;
The bats
were all hung by the helmets with care,
In hopes
that the Phillies soon would be there;
The fans
were nestled all snug in their beds,
While
visions of a parade danced in their heads;
Mom in her
Hoskins jersey, and I in my cap,
Had just
settled down for a long Spring nap,
When out on
the field there arose such a clatter,
I sprang
from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to
Citizen’s Bank I flew like a flash,
Tore up 476
and almost near crashed.
Phillies
Bunts staff was blogging; we’re the best in the biz!
With Joe S
and Frapples and CJ and Wriz
Bryce
Harper’s a Phillie, the consummate pro
Unlike Manny
and Trout, he knew where to go
When, my
wondering eyes saw the mound and the bases
With our
young core, plus some new faces
Along with
Bryce, there’s Realmuto, Segura and Cutch
With Franco
& Hoskins are lineup’s straight clutch
More rapid
than the Eagles Gabe’s courses they came,
And he whistled,
and shouted and, called them by name,
“Now, Nola!
Now, Eickhoff! Nick Pivetta too!
On Vinnie
and Jake to round out the crew
From the
dugout! To the top of the wall!
They dashed
away! Dashed away! Dashed away all!
As dirt
kicked up before the wild hurricanes fly.
Scotty is
back while Quinn’s in Lehigh
Kruky and
T*Mac were calling the game,
‘Boy we miss
Harry’; Oh! What a shame,
Franco is
back, for now anyway
We open this
season at home verse the Braves
As I drew in
my head, and was turning around,
Aaron was
set and took to the mound.
He was
dressed in a throwback, from his head to his foot,
And the
strength of his arm could throw a shot put;
The Mets
overrated; the ‘Gnats playoff is slop;
The Marlins
are played out like the Braves tomahawk.
Three up and
three down as JT made the calls!
Two
strike-outs, a pop-out, and only one ball!
Gabe is all
tanned with his teeth pearly white
And the plug
will be pulled on clubhouse FortNite
Robertson signed,
the bullpen is stacked
Herrera,
Hernandez and Williams are back!
The rebuild
is over, no longer in trouble
NL East
Champs? We’re right on the bubble
We’re young
and we’re talented and don’t forget Bolder,
The phuture
is now standing shoulder to shoulder
Believe the
Hype! Bunts got shirts just to prove it
If you’re
not on the ‘wagon then step-off and move it
They laughed
at the Eagles, the Sixers & process
Now it’s our
turn to show them we’re bosses!
But tonight
we’re in first, like the rest of the teams
And all we
can do is have positive dreams
Can’t wait
til tomorrow; a beer I’ll be squeezin,
“Good Luck
Philadelphia, and to the fans a great season.”
