Just wakin’ up in the mornin’, gotta thank Foster Griffin,
I don’t know, but today seems no batters be whiffin’,
No barkin’ from my back, JJ Bleday givin’ major chubs,
And mama cooked the breakfast while I set my fantasy lineups,
I got my grub on, but didn’t leave Bleday out,
Finally got a call from a girl I wanna say, ‘I’ll call you back watching Bleday take another pitcher out,’
Hooked it up for later as I hit the door,
Thinkin’, “Will I live to see Tatis hit one homer?” Please, blog, may I have some more?