Lyrics

To the tune of "When I'm Gone" or more recently "Cups" by Anna Kendrick.
How fortuitous it was that both Phil's Mom and Chuck Todd were picking games on the same show! I guess I should have bought a Mega Millions ticket.

LYRICS:
I love when this time of year rolls ‘round,
When she comes on to pick the games.
She’s got Mar-kwet,
She’s got Bay-Lore,
She thinks Cretin will deliver,
But, she’s got X- avier all the way!
Phil’s Mom
Phil’s Mom
Who’s in your bracket now, Phil’s Mom?
For your picks we will cheer,
Wish you were here more than once a year, oh
All the Littles love, Phil’s Mom!

He’s so good whenever he comes ‘round,
When he’s a no-show, Sterne’s to blame.
But, he’s probably just dying that sweet goatee,
Or chillin’ with Obama, forget TK.
Chuck Todd
Chuck Todd
We wanna hear from you, Chuck Todd!
You can talk ‘bout politics,
Give us your March Madness picks.
Then, sign off “You Got It”, Chuck Todd!