A Song For Johan Santana

To the tune of "Copacabana" by Barry Manilow. Yes, I know, as a Yankee Fan, I shouldn't bring up the Copa, site of a brawl supposedly involving several Yankees in 1957. And, yes, I know, it's Manilow. But then, this makes fun of the Mets, and the Mets are to the Yankees what Manilow is to Billy Joel.

His name was Glavine.
Came from Atlanta.
When he pitched, he was not alone.
Had the umpire's big strike zone.
And so the New York
Mets signed him up
to big free-agency contract
multi-million-dollar pact.
And then he took the hill.
And then he took a spill.
He got booed right off the mound.
Fans moved in for the kill!

But now there's Johan!
Johan Santana!
He's better than Tom from Atlanta!
Now there's Johan!
Johan Santana!
Met fans in Flushing
are overly gushing
over Johan!

This guy they love!

His name was Pedro.
Walked on the diamond.
He hits opponents in the head.
Almost made Don Zimmer dead.
His name's Orlando.
Called him El Duque.
One legend coming from Fenway.
The other took Yanks all the way.
But then the games they blew
and shoulders ripped in two.
There were injuries, recriminations.
Who knew? Who?

But now there's Johan!
Johan Santana!
Not Pedro or Duke of Havana!
Now there's Johan!
Johan Santana!
Met fans in Flushing
are overly gushing
over Johan!

This guy they love!

His name was Seaver!
He was The Franchise!
But that was 40 years ago
when the Mets put on a show!
And then the Doctor!
Dwight Eugene Gooden!
He sent some Pennants up his nose!
Wrecked his arm, that's how it goes!
Viola in a bind!
Pulsipher's elbow grind!
Met fans gush over their pitchers!
Have they lost their minds?

But now there's Johan!
Johan Santana!
He's making them all go bananas!
Now there's Johan!
Johan Santana!
Met fans in Flushing
are overly gushing
over Johan!

This guy they love!

This guy they love!

For... the... moment.