Merry Christmas from Braves Journal!

The next 2 days will be a contest, of sorts! Create your Braves themed Christmas Parody song and we will judge it as a community. The winner will win a Braves Journal tee of his or her choice!

The following brilliance is by Rusty S!

You better watch out
You better bid high
Better not doubt
I’m telling you why
Donaldson is coming to town

He’s making a list
And checking it twice
Gonna find out who’s paying the price
Donaldson is coming to town

He sees you when you’re bluffing
He knows how much he’ll take
He knows if you’ll go three or four
So go four for goodness sake!

You better watch out
You better bid high
Better not doubt
I’m telling you why
Donaldson is coming to town

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Darn! the Simmons Angels trading,
although it did Newcomb bring.
Piece of earth played Ozzie styled,
reels on reels of highlights piled!
Joyful all fanatics rise,
join the triumph of his highs
when Angelic post proclaimed “Andrelton in Anaheim.”

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BMac got run over by a Rockie
Coming home from second opening day
You can say there’s no such rule as Posey’s
But as for me and BMac we’re ok.

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O Holbrook riot
The trash is highly piling
It is the night of the outfield fly’s birth.
Long ran the men and right before colliding
He raised his hand and the ball fell to earth.

Ordinary effort
O hear the angry voices
O riot divine
On a strange judgment born
O riot divine
O riot, O riot divine

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Luis Avilan, y’all.

Author: Ryan Cothran

Ryan is the site editor and manager of Braves Journal. Follow him on Twitter.

20 thoughts on “Merry Christmas from Braves Journal!”

  1. Snowshine’s Masterpiece:

    When I was small I believed in Santa Claus
    Though I knew it was just our Ted
    And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas
    He’d sign a Maddux and I’d be glad

    But the last time I played Father Christmas
    I stood outside what-ever-the-hell-it-is-now field
    A gang of Cubs fans came over and mugged me
    Wanting all the prospects we could yield

    They said

    Anthopoulos! Get a third baseman
    Don’t mess around with those silly toys
    We’ll beat you up if you don’t give up Bryse Wilson
    We want your best so don’t make us annoyed
    Don’t give all the money
    To Momma Donaldson’s boy

    Don’t go and trade for, N Arenado
    There’s no sign there of surplus joy
    In a contract made of monopoly money
    You only want the real mccoy

    Anthopoulos! Get a third baseman
    We’ll beat you up if you make us annoyed
    Anthopoulos! give us your prospects
    Don’t even think about platooning the boys

    Give my Bryant a job ’cause he needs one
    He’s got Scott Boras to feed
    But if you’ve got one, I’ll also take a Ozzie Albies
    So we can meet our positional needs

    Anthopoulos!, please throw in some money
    Ricketts got no time for loses at all
    We’ll beat you up for financial flexibility
    We want your bread so don’t make us annoyed
    Don’t give all the money
    To Mrs Donaldson’s boy

    Have yourself a merry merry Christmas
    Have yourself some trade intrigue
    But remember the poor owners who got nothing
    And need to get rid of some minor league

    Anthopoulos!, take our third baseman
    We got no time for your silly toys
    Anthopoulos!, please hand them over
    We’ll beat you up if you make us annoyed

    Anthopoulos!, give us some prospects
    Don’t mess around with Matt Chapman, Oi!
    Beat you up if you don’t hand them over
    We want your bread so don’t make us annoyed
    By giving all the cash to Mrs Donaldson’s boy.

  2. Someone had time on his hands.

    God rest ye, merry gentlefolk. Merry Christmas. God bless us each and every one.

  3. Song is Frosty the Snowman.

    Who’s 6’5″ with a Gold Glove
    Wears #5 and wants to give hugs
    Hit 38 bombs, and loves the road
    With a big bat and a heart of gold

    That’s Freddie Freeman
    He’s a jolly happy soul
    No corncob pipe and no button nose
    No eyes made out of coal

    Freddie Freeman
    Is an All-Star the fans say
    He never fields in snow
    But the children know
    His swing comes to life warm days

    Now there must have been some magic in that old black bat they found
    For when they placed it on his shoulder
    He began the bases round!

    Freddie Freeman
    Was as good as he could be
    And the children say
    He could really play
    Much better than you and me

    Freddie Freeman
    Saw Acuna swing that day
    So he said go run
    That’s not a homerun
    Before this game gets away

    Into the batter’s box
    With a Slugger in his hand
    Running here and there out of the square
    Saying tag me if you can!

    He lead them down the streets of town
    Right into Washington
    He he only paused a moment when he heard Ron holler don’t stop!

    For Freddie Freeman
    Had to hurry on his way
    The score was tied
    But don’t you cry
    He’s going to score today!

    Thumpety thump thump
    Thumpety thump thump
    Look at Freddie go
    Thumpety thump thump
    Thumpety thump thump
    On the grass just mowedddd!

  4. Sang to oh Christmas tree

    Oh Donaldson
    Oh Donaldson
    How long before we sign thee
    Oh Donaldson
    Oh Donaldson
    Will we give you 4 years or 3

    We need you in the cleanup spot
    Bringing rain for us to watch

    Oh Donaldson
    Oh Donaldson
    If you don’t sign with us please go to the twins and not the nats!

  5. I like them all, guys. I am not skilled enough in the parodic arts to join in, but I love all the entrants.

    MERRY CHRISTMAS.

    P.S. I was just about to pick a favorite and I can’t… Between “Donaldson is Coming to Town”, Showshine’s masterpiece, and King’s Freddie the Freeman, I can’t choose. Like I said, they’re all great.

  6. The most peaceful and exciting 30 minutes of the year. If you’ve got kids, you know! Merry Christmas to all of you!

  7. Are you cold?

    one measure French brandy.

    two measures Schweppes ginger ale.

    NO ICE …Sip don’t slug

    Enjoy your first Horses Neck…the best Winter drink of them all

    check the color, held up to the light…thus the name.

  8. This didn’t get posted with the other entrants, I’ll throw it in there now although it’s a bit late.

    Deck the park with pennants flying
    Fa la la la la la la la la
    Don’t you leave the Braves fans crying
    Fa la la la la la la la la
    Don we now our team apparel
    Fa la la la la la la la la
    While we drink beer by the barrel
    Fa la la la la la la la la

    Cheer the baseball team before us
    Fa la la la la la la la la
    Shout so loud they can’t ignore us
    Fa la la la la la la la la
    Homers hit too far to measure
    Fa la la la la la la la la
    Win the ball game for our pleasure
    Fa la la la la la la la la

    When our Ozzie runs the bases
    Fa la la la la la la la la
    Puts a smile on all our faces
    Fa la la la la la la la la
    When Acuna hits a dinger
    Fa la la la la la la la la
    Gives unwritten rules the finger
    Fa la la la la la la la la

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