In light of that "earth-shattering" move, one destined to catapult us into next year's playoff, of picking up scrap heap castoff, Ethan Moreau, I'd like to offer up a song I've composed.
This song is to be sung in the manner in which Ed Helm so touchingly did, in the Cinematic classic, The Hangover - in this case, with consideration to our "big-spender" ownership group, as well as our GM's "Outside the box:" thinking (our 6th Oiler castoff).
I hope you enjoy my song stylings:
What does Howson dream of, when he makes a little waiver move.
Does he dream of cloning oilers, or repeating that 'pipe dream' Oil playoff groove (2005-2006's improbable run).
Don't you worry your penny-pinching heads, cause we're gonna miss the playoffs and the fan base will be dead.
And then we'll move our little team to KC, MO (Missouri) and then we're gonna get an owner with big time dough.
MO, MO, Oh, MO MO-ie, MO-ie, MO, MO.
But if he's duped by Tambellini on another GM, well then we're s#it out of luck.
- Mase1
