After hearing this rumor just before going to sleep last night, I actually dreamed about Mark Teixiera playing first base for the Nats.  For a little Christmastime fun, Kristen and I got a little creative this morning.  This is Twas The Night Before Christmas – Nats fan style…   

‘Twas a few nights before Christmas, when all through the park
The Lerners were stirring, to land a deal with Mark
Their offer was submitted to Boras with care,
In hopes that Teixeira soon would play there.

The fans were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Mark at first base danced in their heads.
And Nats players in their jerseys, and I in my cap,
Had just settled in for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the field there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my seat to see what was the matter.
Away to the sidelines I ran in a flash,
Tore off my sunglasses and watched the ball fly past.

The moon on the breast of the beautiful new field
With Mark there now, the stadium was always filled.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
The Nats were actually winning; I shed a quick tear.

With a youthful first baseman, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment, that must be the trick.
More rapid than eagles the fans, they came,
They whistled, and shouted, and called him by name;

“Now, Lannan! Now, Elijah! now, Milledge and Guzman!
On, Flores! on Harris! on, Olsen and Z-man!
To the top of the Red Porch! to the National Mall!
Now swing away! swing away! swing away at the ball!

One after one, baseballs would fly,
When a ball left their bats, it headed to the sky.
Manny said go, so on the basepaths they flew,
With a slugger in the lineup, they knew they could win too.

And then, in a cheer, I heard at the plate
The loudest yelling and clapping I’d heard to date.
As I drew back in my seat, and cheered with the crowd,
Up to bat came Teixeira, all Nats fans were proud.

He was dressed all in red, from his cap to his cleats,
And his clothes were all pressed, so clean and so neat.
He stood tall at the plate with a #23 on his back,
He waited for his pitch, then took a big whack.

He made Manny’s eyes twinkle! Winning made us all merry!
His picks at first were like magic, his hits they could carry!
The Lerners thought, “Huh, what do you know?
Spend a little money, and the crowds…Woah!”

With the game on the line, Mark grinded his teeth,
What pitcher could they bring out in relief?
He took to the mound to help stop the rally.
The bullpen stayed silent; they believed in Bally.

He was a leader, a slugger and despite all that wealth
Gracious, hard-working and always in good health
With a wink of my eye, I turned and I said,
I never thought I’d say this, but I love Uncle Ted.

Mark got a big contract, but he did all his work,
And the fans came to see him, even when they were broke.
“Are you happy here?,” asked a reporter he knows.
With a smile, he said, “I’m glad it was DC I chose.”

As he sprang from the plate, his teammates let out a whistle,
And away the ball flew and Tex sure did hustle.
I heard the umpire exclaim, as the ball rolled almost out of sight,
“Mark’s a National now, all the world is right!”

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