With apologies to a whole bunch of people, including the Fab Four, the Glimmer Twins, The Only Band That Matters, Lord Byron, the guy who wrote "Ozymandius" (Tennyson?), Kahlil Greene Gibran, Teddy Ballgame, Roy Hobbs, Chuckie Carr, and many, many others. And especially to Noe. And especially, especially to the BBGs, to whom I swear my everlasting fealty. Di immortales virtutem approbare, non adhibere debent
AN OPENING DAY IN THE LIFE
"Mon nom est Ozymandias, roi des rois:
Rechercher sur mes œuvres, vous Puissant, et le désespoir! "
Rien ne reste à côté: le tour du decay
Bien que la colossale épave, nue et sans bornes,
Le seul et le niveau de sables s'étendent très loin.
I read the news today, oh boy
About a burnt-out sportswriter with an axe to grind
And though his paper’s on the skids
He thought we’d give a shit
Some people just don’t get it
He said the lineup is subpar
He doesn't like the makeup of the pitching staff
The team’s GM doesn’t have a clue
But we've read this crap before
Nobody's really sure
If the owner is a tightwad or just a bore
I heard a show today, oh boy
Some Midday Mongoloids were ranting on
A crowd of people called in to say
Just what was on their minds
What a fucking waste of time
I'd love to tuu-uurn yooooou ooffff. . .
Woke up, fell out of bed,
Brushed my teeth and took my meds
Got online and checked the schedule out
At home vs. the F-T-Cubs on Opening Day
Downed a fifth of Tangueray
That's my breakfast nowadays
Found my way downtown to the Minute Maid Park
Bought a ticket and a program and I passed out into a dream
Aaaaah –aaaaah-aaaah-aaaah
I saw the game today, oh boy
Four runs and ten hits off Car-los Zam-bran-o
And though the score was rather small
The Astros scored them all
Now we know how many runs it takes to make Zambrano scream and punch a wall
I'd love to pii-iisss yooooou ooffff. . .
