The ligament that all pitchers have
It cost him a big bonus, so then he put the onus
On getting to the big leagues himself
Well, the years kept tickin', and he wasn't stickin'
He changed teams more than Wade Boggs ate chicken
Didn't make sense but he was having fun
His brain was smart and he wasn't done
So much to do, so much talent
So why couldn't he throw strike three?
The knuckler was the way to go
If he was to stay in the show
Hey now, he's an All-Star, got his game on, R.A.!
Hey now, he's a rock star, and now he's gettin' paid
All that flutters is gold
Dig those nails in and break the mold
New York's a cool place, but with him, it's just cooler
His knuckleball's floatin', it's quite the hitter fooler
But if any of them beg to differ
He'll wipe them up like a human Swiffer
The ice in his veins will never get thin
No one else used the Missouri for a swim
He won't yet retire, so come get yours
That's the way he likes it and he's ready for more
Hey now, he's an All-Star, got his game on, R.A.!
Hey now, he's a rock star, and now he's gettin' paid
All that flutters is gold
Dig those nails in and break the mold
Hey now, he's an All-Star, got his game on, R.A.!
Hey now, he's a rock star, and now he's gettin' paid
All that flutters is gold
He's a knuckle-star...
Somebody once asked if he'd throw a hitter gas
He said "I do when they lean over the plate"
They said "Yep. I can accept
That you'd want the inner half for yourself
Or else you'd get hit all over the pla-a-a-a-ace."
Well, the years stopped tickin', and now he's stickin'
He not changing teams, but Boggs still eats chicken
Now it makes sense; he's still having fun
His brain's still smart; he still isn't done
So much to do, so much talent
Now he can't stop throwing strike three
The knuckler was the way to go
Now he's a fixture in the show!
Hey now, he's an All-Star, got his game on, R.A.!
Hey now, he's a rock star, and now he's gettin' paid
All that flutters is gold
Dig those nails in and break the mold
All that flutters is gold
Dig those nails in and break the mold...
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Kyle also made a music video which you can see here:
Verse 1
New York Mets here's a story for you
past years the mets ait so good
I guess that's deja vu
cuz we lost this year too
We know they tried the rest
A no hitter was the best
Theses games are more than just a test
Pre-Chorus
Oh but just one guy
Who will always try
Watch as his pitches fly he was quite a buy
Dickey is his name aiming for that hall of fame
His 20 wins got us forth place
Chours
Oh We swear to you 43 will come for you
His one hitters made him sh-ine who oh-oh
Not just a pitcher but a pretty decent hitter
he knows that you'll find he will win Cy Yong
NL east admires his picting is on fire
Fast ball is contagions curve ball is outrageous
Oh We swear to you 43 will come for youHe wears that blue and orange with pri-i-i--i-de
Pete McNally sent in a limerick:
Who threw a slow pitch that was tricky,
Batters swung and they missed,
Now they surely were pissed,
If he don't win Cy Young, they can lick me!Batters swung and they missed,
Now they surely were pissed,
Here's a "Hey Mickey" Parody by Tom Kosmic
Oh Dickey, you're so fine
You're so fine, you got the Cy, hey Dickey, hey Dickey
Oh Dickey, you're so fine
You're so fine, you got the Cy, hey Dickey, hey Dickey
Oh Dickey, you're so fine
You're so fine, you got the Cy, hey Dickey...
Hey Dickey
You’re on the mound all night, the fans they come in throngs.
You're so fine, you got the Cy, hey Dickey, hey Dickey
Oh Dickey, you're so fine
You're so fine, you got the Cy, hey Dickey, hey Dickey
Oh Dickey, you're so fine
You're so fine, you got the Cy, hey Dickey...
Hey Dickey
You’re on the mound all night, the fans they come in throngs.
No matter what the pitch, the batter’s guessing wrong.
When you have a good night, knuckle loop-de-loops home, Dickey
The knuckle floats around, it makes ‘em looks like fools
You're givin' me the chills, Dickey, we’re hoping that you’ll
Pitch right here at Citi ‘till your career’s done, DickeyThe knuckle floats around, it makes ‘em looks like fools
You're givin' me the chills, Dickey, we’re hoping that you’ll
Oh Dickey, here at Citi, you don't understand
You got us by the heart when the batters all get fanned.
Oh Dickey, you're so gritty, can't you understand
We need you here, Dickey
Ooh what you do Dickey, do Dickey
Don't break our hearts, Dickey
Hey Dickey
The crowd they all go WOOOO every time you throw
Whenever you’re pitchin’ we get a great show
You gotta stay right here, so please don’t go Dickey
So come on Sandy gotta keep him here anyway you can
However many years, he’s the rotation’s front man
Oh please Sandy, please, don't leave us in this jam Sandy
Oh Dickey, here at Citi, you don't understand
You got us by the heart when the batters all get fanned.
Oh Dickey, you're so gritty, can't you understand
We need you here, Dickey
Ooh what you do Dickey, do Dickey
Don't break our hearts, Dickey
A Cy Young Story By Sean Sullivan aka @spsully712
A Cy Young Story
Do not give up without a fight
RA Dickey lives his life with way
He throws the knuckle with all his might
He knows how to hold the ball just right
He will take the mound and he’ll say
Do not give up without a fight
Hes got the best beard in sight
Think you know more Star Wars? No Way
He throws the knuckle with all his might
In 2012 his star shone bright
Even with a lineup starring Jason Bay
Do not give up without a fight
When he’s on the mound he gives batters a fright
“Give him the Cy Young “ we all pray
Do not give up without a fight
He throws the knuckle with all his might
And finally some Dickey Motivational Art by Dave Stark
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