Long ago and far away, barely a will o' the wisp,
In the land where dreams are born and memories persist,
I hear the sounds and smell the fragrance of the sweet refrain,
"Damned if I don't need the undo button once again."
Not quite sure what you would call Milt Pappas' evil twin,
The one whose neck's been twisted up by blasts into the pen,
When in real life his neck was straight and homeritis rare.
Would it be "Pappi," "Pappases," or "Pappas By The Pair."
Nevertheless the O's were trailing 5 to 4 because Frank Howard twice
Sent spheroids to the stratosphere, and nearly did it thrice.
And in the final frame Kline gifted Blef'ry with a pass
And Siebern with a ground ball that eluded Zimmers grasp.
No outs and Brandt was summoned out to pinch hit for Stu Miller
Hank Bauer signalled lay it down, we'll tie or belt the killer.
Now was it Brandt who missed the sign, or me that lost attention
And failed to click the proper button, did I mention?
Remember well that Mudville joy was quickly turned to failure,
And what you wish for sometimes changes right into what ails yer.
For Brandt did swing instead of bunt, the ball went straight to Woodie
Who swung the ball around the horn, a double play! How could he?!
The rally killed, the game reduced to none on and two out
While Bauer and I were left with nothing but a brooding doubt.
And so I dream of some fair day in life when
An undo button shall exist for circumstance like this one
When I no longer will be forced to circum-struct occasion
To blame a guy like Jackie Brandt for my failed screen abrasion
And carry guilt, "Tis I deserve today to be the goat
Who left the Baltimores to blow a comeback chance of note."
In the land where dreams are born and memories persist,
I hear the sounds and smell the fragrance of the sweet refrain,
"Damned if I don't need the undo button once again."
Not quite sure what you would call Milt Pappas' evil twin,
The one whose neck's been twisted up by blasts into the pen,
When in real life his neck was straight and homeritis rare.
Would it be "Pappi," "Pappases," or "Pappas By The Pair."
Nevertheless the O's were trailing 5 to 4 because Frank Howard twice
Sent spheroids to the stratosphere, and nearly did it thrice.
And in the final frame Kline gifted Blef'ry with a pass
And Siebern with a ground ball that eluded Zimmers grasp.
No outs and Brandt was summoned out to pinch hit for Stu Miller
Hank Bauer signalled lay it down, we'll tie or belt the killer.
Now was it Brandt who missed the sign, or me that lost attention
And failed to click the proper button, did I mention?
Remember well that Mudville joy was quickly turned to failure,
And what you wish for sometimes changes right into what ails yer.
For Brandt did swing instead of bunt, the ball went straight to Woodie
Who swung the ball around the horn, a double play! How could he?!
The rally killed, the game reduced to none on and two out
While Bauer and I were left with nothing but a brooding doubt.
And so I dream of some fair day in life when
An undo button shall exist for circumstance like this one
When I no longer will be forced to circum-struct occasion
To blame a guy like Jackie Brandt for my failed screen abrasion
And carry guilt, "Tis I deserve today to be the goat
Who left the Baltimores to blow a comeback chance of note."
