Barbara Kessler The Sports Fan
First thing in the morning He's staring at the ceiling He notices the longing And then remembers something good He remembers that there's coffee And they were winning one to nothing On his way he'll get a copy Of the Herald for the scores At the diner he always sits at the counter Just like one of the regulars So he don't seem so alone Well they lost in eleven innings And now they're talking about trading Still he won't bet on them winning He won't be taken in again And when the waitress comes his way They talk a little more everyday In his head he starts the play-by-play As if he knows how it will end He's a sports fan, a sucker for the home team When you win it's for the whole team When you lose you're just one man This used to be his favorite season Till she left without a reason Now he thinks he learned his lesson Until the night time comes And when the stars are hanging low He'll turn on the AM radio He can get as far as Chicago But the Cubs are really no escape He's a sports fan, a sucker for the home team When you win it's for the whole team When you lose you're just one man And from the beginning Every one taught him that winning Really wasn't everything But no one told him why Now he's a sports fan He's a reluctant believer Sometimes you go with the reliever Sometimes you sacrifice a fly He's a sports fan, a sucker for the home team When you win it's for the whole team When you lose you're just one man You take it like a man
