From: Jr. on 29 Mar 2007 22:25 This is a rebuttal to Casey At The Bat written by that "Loveable Lush" Foster Brooks Riley On The Mound Foster Brooks - 1978 If I were to say to you That Riley was me name I expect that you might say, So what's your claim to fame?. I don't suppose you've heard of me Their ain't much doubt about that But I'm the guy who made 'em write "Casey At The Bat". I was on the mound that day When Casey met his doom I turned a very happy town Into a state of gloom. I'd heard about this guy a lot A "hero" in Mudville town And I decided right then and there To make that bum a clown. I remember the big game very well We were leadin' four to two Git 'em out just one more time Was all I had to do . Cooney was the first man up And tried to start some trouble When he lined a single to deep right field But we nipped his stretch for a double . Burrows was next in the batter's box And drove one clear to the wall He stumbled as he turned first base And we beat 'im to second with the ball . Two men out - Flynn was at bat And he was about their worst But I must've eased up 'cause he caught one And wound up standin' on first . Blakey came up and belted one I got a little careless I reckon Flynn was safe then on a slide to third As Blakey pulled in at second The roar that went up from the grandstand Could be heard for twenty miles Five thousand fans goin' stark ravin' mad Their faces all covered with smiles I knowed what it was that set 'em off Their "Hero" was comin' to bat - ha ha ha Ol' "Mighty Casey" was strollin' to the plate But I could take care of that . He wouldn't get lucky like Blakey and Flynn On him I'd really bear down Like I said before - I'm the guy Swore to make the bum a clown He tipped his cap and waved his hand And that made the fans more wild But it didn't bother me one little bit I just stood there and smiled . He'd been on twice on two bad calls And once on a very close play But here - it was time to go to work And put this joker away . I put me fast one just inside And Casey let it go by "Strike One!" the umpire screamed And Casey didn't bat an eye . Some of the fans started for the field But stopped when Casey raised his hand And I've always thought - if he hadn't done that They might've torn down the bloomin' stand . When the umpire called the next one a strike I thought they'd chase 'im out of town And it looked as though they might've too If "Ol' Case" hadn't calmed 'em down . The pressure was getting' to us both by now I pulled me belt up a hitch And let one go that had to be Me number one "Sunday Pitch" . Casey swung with all his might He gave it all he had And even though I struck 'im out I couldn't help feelin' sad . Sure, we won the pennant But when I looked at the crowd They all turned their backs on the "Great Casey" As he walked away head bowed . Now - All this took place many years ago And ever since then we've read About poor ol' Casey strikin' out It should've been about me instead So when you guys are sittin' around Jawin' about our favorite game Remember Casey if you want But it was Riley put 'im to shame
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