The Twins come back in the final three frames!
Well it’s not that fun or very nice
To watch a losing team;
We need a win today we can celebrate
And watch our faces beam.
Can we do it? It’s unbearable:
Guess we’ll wait and see,
Believing.
Wallner’s long homer will never land,
The Twins are up again.
And David Festa’s four and a third in hand;
Two early STUDly men.
But the stress remains unbearable:
Still we wait and see,
Believing.
Trailing,
Worried to fail, but never falling deep into grief.
Just a team and a win we’re marrying,
Firm in our belief.
Left on base
Might go off in our face
While we’re trailing,
Feeling low as banana slugs,
Crank it up when Santana slugs
Doubles he’s cleaving.
Wailing
Bleachers will hail the tying swing with cries of relief.
Just a team and a win we’re carrying,
Firm in our belief.
Well, the comeback’s broke our sanity:
To start, an HBP.
Then with a bunt and tap, our humanity
Is full of vibrant glee.
And the Comment most declarable
Is norff’s for you to see,
Believing.
Hailing—
See us prevail, a DUDless team with joy our motif.
Just a team and a win unvarying,
Firm in our belief.