Lyrics

I could hear tomorrow's weather
and maybe grab a sweater
if it weren't for the delay

I wouldn't laugh at Ron Jaworski
'cause I wouldn't know what all the scores are
for each and every game

The mailbag would be germane
and Kelliher would entertain
I'd actually care what he has to say

And I wouldn't feel so bitter
about all the spoilers on Twitter
if it weren't for the delay

Oh I, can't tell you why
the weasels make these rules
but I know that the Littles think they're fools
Why don't they stop... or tell us why?

I feel a little remorse
that I keep beating this horse
and I'm still not getting through

But even though I'm not gaining
I swear I'll keep complainin'
'til you end the delay

A parody of The Wizard of Oz, "If I Only Had a Brain"