Take me out to the ball game,
Take me out with the crowd;
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack,
I don't care if I never get back.
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don't win, it's a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
At the old ball game.
Take me out to the ball game Seems okay on the surface, but apparently this person either needs help getting to the stadium or is looking for someone to buy them tickets
Take me out with the crowd; Now this person seems like an idiot. The crowded nature of stadiums is just about the worst part of attending a game
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack, What is Cracker Jack? Caramel corn and peanuts! Eating it with peanuts is redundant. A hot dog and Cracker Jack would have been a much better choice. Cotton candy even.
I don't care if I never get back. First off, a double negative. Would it really be that hard to use the word 'ever'. And they really don't care if they stay in an empty baseball stadium for the rest of their life. Dubious.
Let me root, root, root for the home team, I appreciate the blind fandom, but he doesn't even know the name of the home team?
If they don't win, it's a shame. Really the only line I can't quibble with. If the home team doesn't win, it is in fact, a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out, Here's where he lost me. The fact that is you take three strikes, you're out, doesn't explain why the home team losing is a shame AT ALL. And the way everyone sings it so proudly, as if it's the big finish that wraps it all up...it makes no sense.
At the old ball game. This song is so piss poor. And look at that rhyme scheme. ABCCDAEA Pitiful.
Thus concludes Hoagie Central's 2012 baseball coverage.
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