T'was the night of game 6
Not even a mouse
Was stirring in dugout
In Babe Ruth's house
The Phillies facing
Pettit and the boys
As the crowd yelled and cried out
Who's your daddy? Philly boy?
This year would be different
As 9 came and passed
Since last they were champions
This night Phillies last
Howard would homer
But to no avail
Hopes and wishes
Philly's dreams would soon sail
Godzilla, Matsui would come to the plate
Smacking ball to the bleachers, sealing poor Pedros fate
One hit shy of cycle, a triple not made
Would not be needed for today he would save
His best for last to bring home the prize
Most valuable player before New York's eyes
Jeter, Rodriguez, CC and Rivera
Would too play their role, baseball the best ever
Damon, Burnett and also Tiexera
Three more New York heros just like Yogi Berra
Girardi would bring this team together
To slay these Red giants showing them how much better
New York baseball is played in the fall
No more Red October or November baseball
Here's to the Canyon and Champions unlike
Any City or player who played great tonight
As Yankee fans claim and too did their part
Like Mr. Steinbrenner, distinct and apart
To Rollins, Ibanez who thought we were jokes
With tails between legs, it's this line you stoked
Dress warm for the winter for it's unforgiving
Big mouths! Primadonnas! Looosers! Not so Happy Thanksgiving!
