WHAT, YOU'VE GOT THE HOTS FOR REXELLA???!!!

I remember watching Jack Van Impe and Rexella when I was a kid. They had me convinced the apocalypse was at hand.

That was 17 years ago.

Those are pretty much the worst lyrics ever.

Oh, like anyone could even know that, Napoleon.

Ye gods...

But aren't they changing their name to just "Backs?"

"Crack'in hits in the hot sun
I fought pythag and pythag won,
I fought pythag and pythag won
I needed wins 'cause I had none
I fought pythag and pythag won,
I fought pythag and pythag won
I left Webb in and I feel so bad
I guess my days are done
But he's the best chance I ever had
I fought pythag and pythag won,
I fought pythag and pythag won

Well, when I read the lyrics in the intro I sang them in my head as some hip hoppy thing, which was awful. Therefore, after listening to the actual song, which is not hip hoppy, it didn't seem completely awful. It's not a source of pride for anyone, but it could be worse.

And it's not nearly as bad as Faith Hill's intro song for Sunday Night Football. That's some ye gods right there.

I don't think that song's going to be around for too long in AZ.

#7 - brilliant

You think that's bad? Try this:

California Angels A-O-K!
California Angels all the way!
Hear them shout that you’re the best, clear throughout the golden west
Watch ‘em play, night and day, Keep the crowds in the clouds!

California Angels, Win that game!!
California Angels, Win that fame!!
Everybody blow your horn!
With the Halo we adorn the California Angels team!

GO ANGELS!!

I guess it brings back memories for fans of a certain age. But the fact that it's been removed from the team website is fairly telling. (You can hear the song minus actual lyrics here, which makes it tolerable good for an intro to or an exit from Angels games.)

#7 is fantasmo

Get Metsmerized

I'm George Foster, I love this team
the Mets are better than the Red Machine
I live to play, and that's my thing
this year we're gonna win the series ring.

We play together, our team's real tight
don't mess with us, we're dynamite
Strawman, Darryl, it's all the same
call him Berry what's in a name.

Thank you George, you're a classy guy
with your black bat, we can rely
ya California's where I'm from
but for New York, I hit homeruns.

Power and speed you know we got
we're the beast of the east, when you're hot, you're hot
when Dwight's in the groove, there's no doubt
next words you'll hear, three strikes you're out.

Dwight's my name, what can I say
you know they call me Doctor K
change up, fastball, slider and curve
step up to the plate if ya got the nerve.

With control and power of a diesel train
throwin' tombstone bullets and a ball'n'chain
Lenny D., your spirit's contagious
what ya do to your body is really outrageous

I love to run down long fly balls
I catch them all, ain't afraid of no walls
I bunt, I run and then I dive
it's a wonder I'm still alive.

Rafael Santana is my name
playin' short stop is my game
I'm a cool glove man, I'm really smooth
being Metsmerized is in the groove.

When they want a batter filled with terror
they call on me, Rick Aguilera
slider's hot, I'm on the mound
with cool control I mow 'em down.

I'm Kevin Mitchell, the season's rook
studied all the moves, ready to cook
I got it together, ready to play
up in the bigs, hopin' to stay.

I'm Tim Teufel, lemme begin
by saying I was once a Twin
I made the move and it feels just right
I've been Metsmerized and I see the light.

My name is Ho Jo, I'm here to say
our team is goin' all the way
with pitching, power, speed and style
results guaranteed to make you smile.

Team's real hot
stand up proud
do the wave
shout it loud!

Get Metsmerized, Get Metsmerized
Get Metsmerized, Get Metsmerized.

My two favorite teams have pretty great fight songs, which is nice...

White Sox! White Sox!
Go-Go White Sox!
Let's go, Go-Go White Sox
We're with you all the way!
You're always in there fighting,
And you do your best.
We're glad to have you out here in the Middle West.

We're gonna root-root-root-root White Sox.
And cheer you on to victory.
When we're in the stands,
We'll make those rafters ring;
All through the season,
You will hear us sing.
Let's go, Go-Go White Sox,
Chicago's proud of you!

White Sox! White Sox!
Go-Go White Sox!

Root-Root-Root for the White Sox. We'll cheer you on to victory.
When we're in the stands,
We'll make those rafters ring;
All through the season,
You will hear us sing.
Let's go, Go-Go White Sox,
Chicago's proud of you!

White Sox! White Sox!
Go-Go White Sox!
Let's go, Go-Go White Sox!
Chicago is proud of you!

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Here Come the Hawks, the mighty Blackhawks
Take the attack, Yeah, and we'll back you Blackhawks
You're flyin' high now, so let's wrap it up
Let's go you Hawks, move off
Now all look out, Here Come the Hawks,
Here Come the Hawks, Here Come the Hawks, Here Come the Hawks, Here come the Hawks

Here they come movin', weavin', flyin' high and throwin' spray,
Blades flashin' sticks crashin' tryin' for the play,
And the Blackhawks, take control,
There's a shot, AND A GOAL!

Here Come the Hawks, the mighty Blackhawks
Take the attack, Yeah, and we'll back you Blackhawks
You're flying high now, so let's wrap it up
Let's go you Hawks, move off
Now all look out, Here Come the Hawks
Here Come the Hawks, Here Come the Hawks, Here Come the Hawks, Here come the Hawks

(instrumental)

Here Come the Hawks, the mighty Blackhawks
Take the attack, Yeah, and we'll back you Blackhawks
You're flying high now, so let's wrap it up
Let's go you Hawks, move off
Now all look out, Here Come the Hawks, Here Come the Hawks, Here Come the Hawks, Here Come the Hawks,
Here Come the Hawks, Here Come the Hawks, Here Come the Hawks, Here Come the Hawks,
Here Come the Hawks, Here Come the Hawks.

No baseball theme song will ever match this one...

http://www.brandx.net/pilots/gogofull.mp3

Go, Go You Pilots!
You proud Seattle team.
Go, Go You Pilots!
Go out and build a dream.

You brought the majors to the
Evergreen Northwest.
Now Go, Go You Pilots!
You’re going to be the best.

Welcome the Yankees
With pinstripe suits and all.
Red Sox and Royals
From April ‘till the Fall.

American Leaguers
You’ve got what’s know as class.
So, welcome to Seattle
It’s going to be a gas.

Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go

Now Go, Go You Pilots!
You’re going to be the best.

White Sox and Tigers
The Angels and the A’s.
See them at the ballpark
On those good ol’ summer days.

Orioles and Senators
The Indians and Twins
Our Pilots ask no favors
As they battle you for wins.

So Go, Go You Pilots!
You proud Seattle team.
Go, Go You Pilots!
It’s time to shout and scream.
We’re with you Pilots
You’re big league all the way.
So Go, Go You Pilots!
Go, Go You Pilots!
Go, Go You Pilots!
When the umpire hollers, “play!”

. . .Columbus Clipppers, ring your bell!

And please tell me that Mets rap is fake. Oh, God, I can't live in a world where that actually happened.

I used to live in Columbus; still have an official Clippers bell around here somewhere...now I live 10 minutes from the Frederick, Maryland club, where we're entreatied nightly to jangle our car Keys.

I remember thinking at the time that the Pilots should have just co-opted the great 'Sail with the Pilot' theme from countless years of Pilot Life Insurance ads on ACC basketball game broadcasts; they only would have had to change the 'insures you while you save' line.

The guys are ready -- It's time to be bad.
The pressure is building underneath their pads.
The house is rockin' -- So let's all cheer.
Stand up for what you love -- 'Cause it's all here.

Ooh, stand up -- It's time for Jaguars football.

The air is electric and you can't sit still.
You can feel the power coming from the field.
The rush is on -- The next victim's in town.
Get on your feet and let's get down.

Ooh, stand up -- It's time for Jaguars football.
Stand up for what you love --
It's time for Jaguars football.

They're on the prowl and they're hungry too.
Get ready for some teal, black, and blue.

Ooh, stand up -- It's time for Jaguars football.
Stand up for what you love --
It's time for Jaguars football.

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Hear that Bengal growlin',
Mean and ang-a-ree,
Here he comes a prowlin',
Lean and hung-a-ree,
An offensive brute,
Run, pass, or boot,
And defensively he's rough! Tough!

Cincinnati Bengals,
That's the team we're gonna cheer to vic-to-ry!

Touchdown Bengals!
Get some points up on that board
and win a game for Cincinnati!

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The Diamondbacks new theme is 500% better after a Babelfish Engrishing.

Summer!
And here as for all us of one group with us
the lawn where faithful Diamondback fan Backin ' standpoint of the baseball of our foam/home teams comes returning, red hots and it has the beer which becomes cold...

getting off business quarters which are to that goes...

three party front line formations 3 D to support, ' takes swingin going, going and going it goes!

That I back section of the house and the jack which fact come returning, that, us D which is supported is here where it supports outta, the boy, depending upon that now it comes having!