oh captain, my captain
It wasn’t me he was foolin’ ‘cause he knew what he was doin
JULIOOOOOOOOOOOO (imagine 50 Os—it breaks the formatting to put them all here)
Bregman lets that sink in
Pop me up before you go-go
The vibes ... they’re good
It hits different ‘cause it’s you
The Mariners are going to live on! They’re going to survive!
He’s a mess, but he’s the mess that I wanted
The Arraez and fall of a great pure hitter
Do you smell what La Piedra is cooking?
Now with even more break
D-I-S-R-E-S-P-E-C-T, take care, TCB
The Phillies underestimated just who they were dealing with
From Napoleon to Ty, France uses the element of surprise