Pirates G'na Pirate - Lebatard Show (produced by Sinima Beats)

Thank you to Dan Le Batard, John Skipper and the whole Meadowlark crew for keeping the show free!

Thank You, Dan (Yeti Blanc, Andrew Streeter, and Fleminem)

High on fun

A short but delightful little ditty about the legendary backup Center, Michael Doleac. To the tune of "Rocket Man (I Think It's Gonna Be a Long, Long Time) by Sir Elton John.

Lyrics:


Miami’s quite a place to play pro ball
In fact, it’s dope as Hell
Even with limited minutes, off the bench

The second unit really ain’t so bad
It’s just my job 3 games a week
For a back up fiiiiiihiiiive
Named Doleac

And I think it’s gonna be in garbage time 
When I get fouled and go to the free throw line
And unlike Shaq, I’m gonna make ‘em both
Oh whoa whoa whoa

Michael Doleac...
DOLEAAAAAAAC
Been around the league 10 years or so
But I’ve been coming off the bench a long, long time

Doleac (I Think It's Gonna Be In Garbage Time)

A tribute to the best darn sportswriter the Miami Herald has ever known. To the tune of "Maneater" by Daryl Hall & John Oates.

Lyrics:


Showkiller

He’s only on once a week
Musty and oblique
He’s had a cough since 1994
Watching and waiting... for his moment to bring things to a screeching halt

Whatever is interesting
He’ll relay the opposite thing
Sometimes he’ll bring a relic from his room of curios
Quality matters... but it doesn’t to Greg, that much we know for sure...

•
Whoa-oh here he comes
Cue the loser game show sound
Whoa-oh here he comes
He’s a showkiller

Whoa-oh there he goes
Missing the hard network out
Everybody knows
(Watch out) He’s a showkiller
•

He’s his own biggest fan
Lives to annoy Dan
He’s deadly, man — instantly just tears the show apart
Mindlessly blathers
He’s been coming for years, but he still doesn’t watch the clock

•
Whoa-oh here he comes
Cue the loser game show sound
Whoa-oh here he comes
He’s a showkiller

Whoa-oh there he goes
Missing the hard network out
Everybody knows
(Watch out) He’s a showkiller
•

Showkiller

Not sure about you, but I think six weeks is just about enough wall-to-wall Michael Jordan documentary coverage/content for my liking (sports desert or not).

To the tune of "Mambo no. 5" by Lou Bega

Lyrics:


Twenty-three (and forty-five)
In a content desert, so come on let’s ride 
on the docuseries 10-parter
You know we gotta squeeze out all the juice
‘Cause right now we got nada
This thing ended just last night
But there must be more to analyze 
We’ll talk Jordan, MJ, Michael, The Greatest!
The Worldwide Leader’s got the latest:

A little bit of Michael on First Take
A little bit of Mike for Michael’s sake
A little bit of MJ on Will Cain
A little bit of Mike on Stephen A.
They’re gonna talk the GOAT on PTI
A little bit of Jordan, all the time
A little bit of MJ’s all we’ve got
A little bit of Mike, like it or not

Maybe a little MJ on GetUp
A smattering of Michael on The Jump
The GOAT debate again on Around The Horn
It’s gonna make ya wish you were never born
A little side of Michael with your lunch
I bet you wonder when this will be done
A little more Jordan in your face
I think I’d rather watch a NASCAR race

Jordan: All The Time

An anthem for the Le Batard Show's Marching Band to Nowhere. 
Written by me, performed by me and @AndrewStreeter

Lyrics:
We're the definition of, half plan, half duds
No video at Mall of America
No reach, mister David P labeled us
No parade after Loria
Knights won the big game, check the guest list
Too many T-shirts, and nobody came
0 and 16, but no parade in Cleveland
Private jet, Tin Caps, had me believin'...
Stu's the boss? Hearing lost.
Big ideas but we ain't never gonna pull ‘em off
Lewis B. Not picked, you see. But if you ask Billy, it's all because of Robby. 
Think of Stu Falls, he ain't ever left
He'll prolly, take the money & then try to fake his death
It's official, Canseco had to fall through.
We'll keep planning.The marching continues.

Marching band to nowhere, Marching band to nowhere
We can't really start now, cause we're bad at this life
Marching band to nowhere, Marching band to nowhere
We can't really start now, cause we're bad at this life

Marching Band To Nowhere (ft. Andrew Streeter)

A song from Dan's perspective about every Tuesday with Greg Cote.

Lyrics:
Ladies and Gents, this is the moment I'm bracing for
Ten seconds till the show and he's walking all around the floor
He's gonna say some things that are so useless that I can't ignore
Wasting his breath, stealing my time, and all of my calm is left behind.
I can't fight it he's coming for me every Tuesday
I'm almost certain that he will not have a Back in My Day
I wore a clock! Can't he see the end is getting closer.
I give up as his incompetence is taking over!
For some reason, I will keep the invitation open.
It's a wonder; why I've given him so much devotion.
He only comes to get a click! His egos overloading
and I know that Cote's gonna kill the show!

When he's in front of a few hot mics and his headphones are nowhere in sight!
No matter what we do, he's taking over you.
He's gonna kill the show!
We set him up to be a clown, and his son can't stop him now!
Try to say something new, he's talking over you.
He's gonna kill the show!

He's never gonna see the clock. He's not too good at listening.
Was he high at the MegaCast? We'll have to ask McGillicuty.
Either way, it makes me smile every time I see his face.
Then he takes it all away with another Lobos update!

When he's in front of a few hot mics and his headphones are nowhere in sight!
No matter what we do, he's taking over you.
He's gonna kill the show!
We set him up to be a clown, and his son can't stop him now!
Try to say something new, he's talking over you.
He's gonna kill the show!
(You never know! You never know!)
He's gonna kill the show!

The Greatest Showkiller

[Hook]
Stu on another lie, Now I’m out another hundred
What’s he’s doing? Hidin’ money
What’s he’s doing? Hidin’ money
What I’m doing? Waitin’ on em
But he’s got lacrosse
Sports Bang is the company
And Weiner’s the boss
 
And I be buntin’ like I’m Billy
Buntin’ like I’m Billy
Buntin’ like I’m Billy
I be buntin’ like I’m Billy
I'm the, young Bunter
Buntin’ like I’m Billy
Buntin’ like I’m Billy
I be buntin’ like I’m Billy
 
 
[Verse]
Here's the thing, Roy hates it when I say
Can't start a single sentence without rambling for days
 And I’m, I’m standin’ by, Opening day
Tried to call a big fly but Dan swallowed my play
I gotta eat, yea eating like I’m eight
And on my birthday Donny T-Ball came to hate/
I ran track, if ya mans wanna race
I’mma run around and put Amin’s shame on the cable/
Paws Up!, and let me say
Where I’m from we see an Afilador every day
What’s that sound? Mike is back it
Throw a demon at me, I throw an angel back at em
And I’m Pipo, Miami Fanatic 
If I had that same boat, I could have paddled the Atlantic/
I got receipts, Dan you never know
They may come an audit taxes, I’m a psycho with a neuros(is)...
 
 
[Hook]
Stu on another lie, Now I’m out another hundred
What’s he’s doing? Hidin’ money
What’s he’s doing? Hidin’ money
What I’m doing? Waitin’ on em
But he’s got lacrosse
Sports Bang is the company
And Weiner’s the boss
 
And I be buntin’ like I’m Billy
Buntin’ like I’m Billy
Buntin’ like I’m Billy
I be buntin’ like I’m Billy
I'm the, young Bunter
Buntin’ like I’m Billy
Buntin’ like I’m Billy
I be buntin’ like I’m Billy

Suey Dan Lebatard

Buntin' Like I'm Billy [Gil] - (Stuntin Like My Daddy Parody)

Yeti Blanc, Fleminem & I were asked to contribute to the "long version" of the stat of the day; a massive segment for the final episode of the Dan Le Batard Show with Stugotz that aired on ESPN Radio. 

This is what we came up with. Enjoy!

STAT OF THE DAY (The Long Version)

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STAT OF THE DAY (The Long Version)

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