The Sports Fan

First thing in the morning

He's staring at the ceiling

He notices the longing

And then remembers something good

He remembers that there's coffee

And they were winning one to nothing

On his way he'll get a copy

Of the Herald for the scores

At the diner he always sits at the counter

Just like one of the regulars

So he don't seem so alone

Well they lost in eleven innings

And now they're talking about trading

Still he won't bet on them winning

He won't be taken in again

And when the waitress comes his way

They talk a little more everyday

In his head he starts the play-by-play

As if he knows how it will end

He's a sports fan, a sucker for the home team

When you win it's for the whole team

When you lose you're just one man

This used to be his favorite season

Till she left without a reason

Now he thinks he learned his lesson

Until the night time comes

And when the stars are hanging low

He'll turn on the AM radio

He can get as far as Chicago

But the Cubs are really no escape

He's a sports fan, a sucker for the home team

When you win it's for the whole team

When you lose you're just one man

And from the beginning

Every one taught him that winning

Really wasn't everything

But no one told him why

Now he's a sports fan

He's a reluctant believer

Sometimes you go with the reliever

Sometimes you sacrifice a fly

He's a sports fan, a sucker for the home team

When you win it's for the whole team

When you lose you're just one man

You take it like a man