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  • Deepleft34
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    This thread got me through the winter...

    here is a bump...and a refreshing interlude that will hopefully get us throught the summer

    Summer Where No One's Tryin'

    sung to Summer of '69 by Bryan Adams.

    I got my upper deck Met ticket
    Bought it for One Fifty Nine
    watched a undisciplined ballgame
    It was the summer where no one was trying

    I knew a friend from school
    he a pitcher who pitched all across the world
    he made the team, but then he got cut
    called the Nationals “Softball Girls”

    Oh when I look at this team
    This summers gonna last forever
    And if I had the choice
    I wouldn’t want Willie to be there
    but at least we do have Matt Wise

    And youknowwhatI’msayin
    The Vets know they got a job to do
    there is no benching them for dumb plays
    isn’t that what a manager should do? Yeah!

    Standin' in the right field porch
    This innings gonna last forever
    Perez is throwing ball after ball
    will Willie take him out? Nah, never
    This will be the longest summer of my life

    It’s the summer where no one is trying

    Man the Mets are killin' me
    they act dumb and listless
    but Willie won’t pay the price
    I guess Willie will last forever - forever, no

    And now you knwowhatI'msayin’
    Look at last year’s lead that's come and gone
    Even though were gonna end up in fifth place
    I can stand here and tell you nothings wrong

    Standin' in the right field porch
    This innings gonna last forever
    Perez is throwing ball after ball
    will Willie take him out? Nah, never
    This will be the longest summer of my life

    It’s the summer where no one is trying

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  • Bay Ridge Dave
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    I am in TEARS... Great work LGM...

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  • DDPv6.0
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    lgm, that's f*cking brilliant.

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  • KingOlerud
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    Originally posted by lgm6986 View Post
    Okay, better late than never I hope.

    David Wright the Honkey
    To the tune of 'Dominick the Donkey'

    Hey! Gringedy Gring,
    (I'm bored, I'm bored)
    It's David Wright the Honkey
    Gringedy Gring,
    (Don't win, just play)
    The lone Caucasian flunky
    La la la la la la la la la la la la
    La la la youknowwhatI'msayin doo dah

    Omar's got a token
    His name is David Wright
    The only guy around the Mets
    Whose skin color is white
    For now he's safe at third base
    But soon Omar will say,
    "We just improved the pitching
    by trading him for Beltre."

    Hey! Gringedy Gring,
    (I'm bored, I'm bored)
    It's David Wright the Honkey
    Gringedy Gring,
    (Don't win, just play)
    The lone Caucasian flunky
    La la la la la la la la la la la la
    La la la youknowwhatI'msayin doo dah

    The team collapses at his feet
    Can't carry them on his back
    The shortstop's handshakes prosper
    While his swing gets out of whack
    A two year pact for Franco
    A deal for Valentin
    Who needs extra BP
    Just work on your dance routine

    Hey! Gringedy Gring,
    (I'm bored, I'm bored)
    It's David Wright the Honkey
    Gringedy Gring,
    (Don't win, just play)
    The lone Caucasian flunky
    La la la la la la la la la la la la
    La la la youknowwhatI'msayin doo dah

    Losses mount, real fans clap hands
    And Reyes starts to dance
    The scoreboard teaches Spanish
    To the people in the stands
    But don't you dare complain David
    Or Latin tempers will swell
    You will be excess, traded to Texas
    With one call to Tony's cell

    Hey! Gringedy Gring,
    (I'm bored, I'm bored)
    It's David Wright the Honkey
    Gringedy Gring,
    (Don't win, just play)
    The lone Caucasian flunky
    La la la la la la la la la la la la
    La la la youknowwhatI'msayin doo dah

    (I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm, bored, I'm bored, I'm bored...)
    Hall of Fame post. But only when it's sung.

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  • Green Must Go
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    Originally posted by lgm6986 View Post
    Agreed. The whole f*cking thread is awesome. I'm usually involved with these song parody threads but the bar is set so high this time I'm afraid to try. Every one of these things is great.

    LMAO.
    All I can do is sit here and read and laugh. No way can I compete with this level of talent.

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  • lgm6986
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    Okay, better late than never I hope.

    David Wright the Honkey
    To the tune of 'Dominick the Donkey'

    Hey! Gringedy Gring,
    (I'm bored, I'm bored)
    It's David Wright the Honkey
    Gringedy Gring,
    (Don't win, just play)
    The lone Caucasian flunky
    La la la la la la la la la la la la
    La la la youknowwhatI'msayin doo dah

    Omar's got a token
    His name is David Wright
    The only guy around the Mets
    Whose skin color is white
    For now he's safe at third base
    But soon Omar will say,
    "We just improved the pitching
    by trading him for Beltre."

    Hey! Gringedy Gring,
    (I'm bored, I'm bored)
    It's David Wright the Honkey
    Gringedy Gring,
    (Don't win, just play)
    The lone Caucasian flunky
    La la la la la la la la la la la la
    La la la youknowwhatI'msayin doo dah

    The team collapses at his feet
    Can't carry them on his back
    The shortstop's handshakes prosper
    While his swing gets out of whack
    A two year pact for Franco
    A deal for Valentin
    Who needs extra BP
    Just work on your dance routine

    Hey! Gringedy Gring,
    (I'm bored, I'm bored)
    It's David Wright the Honkey
    Gringedy Gring,
    (Don't win, just play)
    The lone Caucasian flunky
    La la la la la la la la la la la la
    La la la youknowwhatI'msayin doo dah

    Losses mount, real fans clap hands
    And Reyes starts to dance
    The scoreboard teaches Spanish
    To the people in the stands
    But don't you dare complain David
    Or Latin tempers will swell
    You will be excess, traded to Texas
    With one call to Tony's cell

    Hey! Gringedy Gring,
    (I'm bored, I'm bored)
    It's David Wright the Honkey
    Gringedy Gring,
    (Don't win, just play)
    The lone Caucasian flunky
    La la la la la la la la la la la la
    La la la youknowwhatI'msayin doo dah

    (I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm, bored, I'm bored, I'm bored...)

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  • Mojo
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    On the first day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    An infielder with a bum knee

    On the second day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    Two prospects rid of
    And an infielder with a bum knee

    On the third day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    Three of Omar’s friends
    Two prospects rid of
    And an infielder with a bum knee

    On the fourth day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    Four empty words
    Three of Omar’s friends
    Two prospects rid of
    And an infielder with a bum knee

    On the fifth day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    Five torn hamstrings
    Four empty words
    Three of Omar’s friends
    Two prospects rid of
    And an infielder with a bum knee

    On the sixth day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    Six pitchers graying
    Five torn hamstrings
    Four empty words
    Three of Omar’s friends
    Two prospects rid of
    And an infielder with a bum knee

    On the seventh day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    Seven cornrows trimming
    Six pitchers graying
    Five torn hamstrings
    Four empty words
    Three of Omar’s friends
    Two prospects rid of
    And an infielder with a bum knee

    On the eighth day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    Eight owners bilking
    Seven cornrows trimming
    Six pitchers graying
    Five torn hamstrings
    Four empty words
    Three of Omar’s friends
    Two prospects rid of
    And an infielder with a bum knee

    On the ninth day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    Nine shortstops prancing
    Eight owners bilking
    Seven cornrows trimming
    Six pitchers graying
    Five torn hamstrings
    Four empty words
    Three of Omar’s friends
    Two prospects rid of
    And an infielder with a bum knee

    On the tenth day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    Ten Willies sleeping
    Nine shortstops prancing
    Eight owners bilking
    Seven cornrows trimming
    Six pitchers graying
    Five torn hamstrings
    Four empty words
    Three of Omar’s friends
    Two prospects rid of
    And an infielder with a bum knee

    On the eleventh day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    Eleven closers griping
    Ten Willies sleeping
    Nine shortstops prancing
    Eight owners bilking
    Seven cornrows trimming
    Six pitchers graying
    Five torn hamstrings
    Four empty words
    Three of Omar’s friends
    Two prospects rid of
    And an infielder with a bum knee

    On the twelth day of Christmas
    The Mets gave to me
    Twelve Latins chumming
    Eleven closers griping
    Ten Willies sleeping
    Nine shortstops prancing
    Eight owners bilking
    Seven cornrows trimming
    Six pitchers graying
    Five torn hamstrings
    Four empty words
    Three of Omar’s friends
    Two prospects rid of
    And an infielder with a bum knee

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  • Mojo
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    O come, all ye ungrateful
    Mediocre and migrant
    Oh, come ye, oh, come ye to Shea Stadium
    Come and behold him
    Trade him to the Angels
    Playoff races just bore him
    Playoff races just bore him
    Playoff races just bore him
    Carlos, the bored.

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  • Paulie Cee
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    Feliz Not That Bad
    by Omar Minaya


    Feliz not that bad
    Feliz not that bad
    Feliz not that bad, so I trade with Giants
    For Wright and cash

    Feliz not that bad
    Feliz not that bad
    Feliz not that bad, so I dump Whitey
    for balls and bats

    I want a team full of my paisanos
    I want a team full of my paisanos
    I want a team full of my paisanos
    and a bucket full of flan

    My team's full of crap
    My team's full of crap
    My team's full of crap
    While Willie Randolph, he takes a nap

    My team's full of crap
    My team's full of crap
    My team's full of crap
    But Manny Acta is on the map

    I want a team full of my paisanos
    I want a team full of my paisanos
    I want a team full of my paisanos
    and a bucket full of flan

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  • Led, the Revenge
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    Scat Porn and Wine (sung to Cliff Richards Mistletoe and Wine)

    The old man is a king, the real fans sing,
    The old has phoned, theres a Metsiac beginning.
    Dreams of Jennings, dreams of Louse,
    Willie's numb, bored players aglow.

    Christmas time, champagne and whine
    Padrino singing denial and rhyme
    With bad fans on the fire and doubters hung from the tree
    A time for rejoicing in all that we see

    A time for Schneider, a time for believing
    A time for trusting, Minayas not deceiving,
    T-shirts and laughter and pepsi ever after,
    Ours for the taking, just clap all the harder.

    Christmas time, jihads and wine
    Padrino singing kick your ass rhyme
    With REY on the phone and shrews on the tree
    A time for killing off all the bitches we see

    A time for giving prospects, a time for getting complete crap,
    A time for yawning and for forgetting.
    Padrino is love, scat porn is peace,
    A time for hating and fighting to cease (because he's forgotten why).

    Evil colleagues, mistletoe and puke
    Padrino LOL'ing x 1,000,000,000 christian rhyme
    With BRD on the fire and Led hung from the tree
    A time for rejoicing in all that Padrino can see

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  • FrankStylV7
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    awesome ****ing thread.

    great stuff

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  • DDPv6.0
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    It's Christmas time in Flushing Queens
    Omar's cooking chicken with rice and beans
    Gomez and Bernazard are at the meal
    No Paul Lo Duca, got sent away in a deal
    Trading away prospects left and right
    No body accused Omar of being bright
    Some say that Omar's in a deep fog
    Must've been drinking way too much egg nog
    The rhymes you hear are the rhymes of DDP's
    'Cause you know, Omar won't trade for any Japanese

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  • Mojo
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    We’re gettin’ nothing for Christmas (I'm gettin nothin for Christmas)

    We’re gettin’ nothing for Christmas
    What an offseason we've had
    We’re gettin’ nothing for Christmas
    Cause our prospects ain’t nothing but bad

    Preteen gave L Millz head
    Someone take him for free
    Humber and Pelf they get no cred
    Let’s trade them for Cliff Lee
    Heilmans a ****in slug
    Gomez is a little smug
    Sweep our prospects under the rug
    Someone take them for free

    Oh
    We’re gettin’ nothing for Christmas
    What an offseason we've had
    We’re gettin’ nothing for Christmas
    Cause our prospects ain’t nothing but bad

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  • Bay Ridge Dave
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    This is a very tough crowd, and these are hard to top..

    This is an except from "Last Season" (sung to Last Christmas by Wham!)

    Last Season
    Willie had champagne
    But in the next two weeks, the sweet went away.
    This year
    The stench is still here
    But real fans aren’t to blame

    Last Season
    Monotony reigned
    But the very next day Omar said it was ok
    This year
    Carlos is still here
    I'll guess I’ll continue clapping

    Once clapping, hoping it was a lie
    I keep my distance,
    Yet the tee smacked my eye.
    Tell me Willie,
    Do you think about me?
    Well, it's been two weeks
    There goes Reyes bitching to Tony B

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  • CharlieH
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    Originally posted by KingOlerud
    When the pitcher is tired
    And you can get fired because
    Your brain's a fern
    SPIT TAKE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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