4th and Short

Sung to the tune of “Hey, Soul Sister” by Train

Hey, hey, hey

You’re six foot nine, and you throw the baseball oh so fine
I knew I wouldn’t forget you, and so I went and let you blow my mind
Your sweet two seam, all the ground balls in every single dream I dream
I knew when we collided, you’re the one I have decided who’s one of my kind

Hey Doug Fister, hear Dan Dickerson’s call on the radio, stereo, the way you pitch ain’t fair, you know
Hey Doug Fister, I don’t want to miss a single pitch you throw…tonight
K, K, K

Just in time, I’m so glad you’re number two behind JV
You gave the staff direction, perhaps playoff perfection, we can’t deny
I’m so obsessed, of all the deadline acquisitions, you’re the best
I believe in you, you are better than Ubaldo, and you’re always gonna go pitch mighty fine

Hey Doug Fister, hear Dan Dickerson’s call on the radio, stereo, the way you pitch ain’t fair, you know
Hey Doug Fister, I don’t want to miss a single pitch you throw…tonight

The way you can beat the Tribe, watching you’s the only high I need
We’ll give you run support, you’re the only one I’m dreaming of
You see, we have a rotation finally, in fact there’s nothing we can’t be
I want the world to see you pitch, you see

Hey Doug Fister, hear Dan Dickerson’s call on the radio, stereo, the way you pitch ain’t fair, you know
Hey Doug Fister, I don’t want to miss a single pitch you throw…tonight

Hey Doug Fister, I don’t want to miss a single pitch you throw…tonight
K, K, K

Tonight

K, K, K

Tonight

(lyrics via: Fire Gerald Laird and possibly Bless You Boys)