Lyrics

We’ve heard Freeman, Svrluga
And Carville and Wilbon
Hornaday, Maske
Pat Forté and Kurkjian
But just try to hear
From that old friend Kornheiser holds dear

Ryan the quintessential sportswriter
Has the most horrific phone
Though you can barely hear it
You can tell it’s really old

Most of the other writers
Try to find a phone that works
Even with exiled Junior
You could hear his raucous burps

One year in the early Fall
Ryan was in Maine
Reading lots of books on a break
You’d think he was calling from under the lake

Still how our host just loves him
He’d take him to a desert isle
Ryan the quintessential sportswriter
You’re still Beantown’s favorite scribe!!


(What IS the name of this one ? . . Looks like someone did it last Xmas, but that was so 2013.)