No Glory Blog: Let's Go 2014 Texas Rangers!

2006 Atarijin Fight Song

Here we go,
Here we go,
Here we go, Sokos, here we go,
Atarijin gonna win the Glory No!

Cheer the Soko, straight from Japan,
We're over thirty, every last man.
Pitchers still good, the bats can still score,
It's too bad it's not still Nineteen Ninety-Four.

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We got Guillen, Walker, Burnitz,
Their outfield defense gave Jeff Liefer the shits.
Wily Mo, has got lots of po',
And a seven-to-one strikeout/walk ratio.

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'Round the infield, we got lots of pop,
Wish their glove hands could make the ball stop,
Wilson's talent is easily seen,
When you look past his '04 K's Two-Hundred-Fifteen.

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Our stranded runners jog off the field,
But soon replaced from the walks that we yield,
The ace hurlers a Real Wolf and Derek,
And our closer's best known for his hitting clinic.

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Now the owner is ready to draft,
Boca-chica, some guys with hair grafts.
There's never noise here, it's soft as a mouse,
Except the night when the Homers will clinch in our house.

Here we go, (so-kos! so-kos! so-kos!)
Here we go, (so-kos! so-kos! so-kos!)
Here we go, Sokos, here we go,
Atarijin gonna win the Glory No!