The Feast of Baseball

Now that Opening Day has taken place, we ought to observe a moment of silence and a prayer for the season:

For the absolution and remission of our sins and offenses this baseball season, and for the lifting of your ancient curse upon the Chicago Cubs, let us pray to the Lord.

Lord, have mercy.

For granting another Detroit Tigers World Series victory overs said Cubs, let us pray to the Lord.

Lord have mercy. Hallelujah! Amen.

and don't forget to sing...

TAKE ME OUT TO THE BALL GAME
by: Jack Norworth (1879-1959)

ATIE Casey was base-ball mad,

Had the fever and had it bad;

Just to root for the home town crew,

Ev'ry sou Katie blew.

On a Saturday, her young beau called to see if she'd like to go,

To see a show but Miss Kate said "no,

I'll tell you what you can do:"




Chorus

Take me out to the ball game,

Take me out with the crowd

Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack,

I don't care if I never get back,

Let me root, root, root for the home-team,

If they don't win it's a shame

For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out, at the old ball game.




Katie Casey saw all the games,

Knew the players by their first names;

Told the umpire he was wrong, all along good and strong

When the score was just two to two,

Katie Casey knew what to do,

Just to cheer up the boys she knew,

She made the gang sing this song:




Chorus

Take me out to the ball game,

Take me out with the crowd

Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack,

I don't care if I never get back,

Let me root, root, root for the home-team,

If they don't win it's a shame

For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out, at the old ball game.