Peter…Peter, Pocket Feeder, Profit Bleeder, Dirty Deeder

September 15, 2011 | Thyrl Nelson

One or two of you may recognize part of this from something I wrote a long time ago. Almost 5 years later and with a few new tweaks:

 

Peter…Peter, Pocket Feeder, Profit Bleeder, Dirty Deeder

2011 like 13 years before

The theme is decidedly tragic

Gone are the days of the Oriole Way

Forgotten is Oriole Magic

 

It seems with this team there’s a singular theme

But the owner’s not solely to blame

This fire’s been burning for 20+ years

But now he’s the one fanning the flames

 

Not here to defend what I can’t comprehend

So I’ll stop short of calling him devil

I will say quite surely he’s run the team poorly

And taken losing to a whole ‘nother level

 

He sure had me snowed when he first bought the O’s

And finally brought players to town

He wasn’t a bad man, and spent like a madman

For Alomar, Raffy and Brown

 

In Gillick he got a pro to call shots

Or at least that’s the way that it seemed

But with Gillick in place and the O’s in the race

Pete decided that he’d run the team

 

The day it began is when Pete took a stand

And squashed the trade of Bobby Bo

When it didn’t go down the Birds turned it around

And Pete figured that he’d run the show

 

It seems since that day he has been in the way

And preventing the team from success

GMs and agents on numerous occasions

Won’t take our calls due to this mess

 

It seems that our slide also coincides

When the Ravens showed up on the spot

The great deal Pete had was suddenly bad

Compared to what Art Modell got

 

A team in DC brought on more “Woe is me”

And it seems he’s conceded defeat

And I just can’t explain my unthinkable pain

As I fear we may never compete

 

A sweet deal with MASN brings boatloads of cash in

And should give the O’s hope at winning

Instead what we’ve seen is the revenue stream

Go to Pete who’s collecting and grinning

 

He can leach from the Nats and let them but the bats

A concept too true to be funny

Let them grow the arms and let them stock the farms

While Pete collects risk free cash money

 

To him it’s just business to others a game

For some an unfortunate passion

Who’ve watched in dismay as the Oriole Way

Has been bashed in and smashed in and cashed in

 

So what’s left for us the unfortunate few

Who are stuck in our Orioles ruts?

Whose undying patience and mild expectations

Are met with punch after punch in the gut

 

What do we do if we still give a damn?

Too sick with the owner to be a good fan

Where do we turn for the help that we need

To combat this owner’s compulsion for greed?

 

What do we think as the door still revolves

On GMs and skippers and problems to solve?

While turnstiles go silent and seats go unsat

And the owner and his wallet are still getting fat

 

Do we simply concede that the Oriole Way

Of today isn’t what it was back in the day?

And that this IS the Oriole Way of today

Where fans get back nothing and owners get paid

 

As long as old Peter is running the show

He’ll press us and test us and drive us all whacko

Instead of just sticking to that which he knows

Law suits, asbestos and freaking tobacco!!!

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