Monday, April 20, 2009

With a little bit of bloomin' luck

Steve Kroner of the SF Chronicle has a punchy little piece about how well Matt Cain has pitched against the Padres in his career: In 15 outings against San Diego, Cain has a 2.92 ERA. That's more than solid. Cain has limited the Padres to a .197 batting average. That's more than excellent. His lifetime record against the Pads? 3-5. But wait, it gets worse. In his last 10 starts against San Diego, Cain's ERA is 3.59. His record? 0-5.

So with Matt starting against Jake Peavy on Tuesday night, it's time to post the lyrics to the great song "With a Little Bit of Luck" from "My Fair Lady," by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Lowe:

The Lord above gave man an arm of iron
So he could do his job and never shirk.
The Lord gave man an arm of iron -- but
With a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,
Someone else'll do the blinkin' work!

With a little bit...with a little bit...
With a little bit of luck you'll never work!

The Lord above made liquor for temptation,
To see if man could turn away from sin.
The Lord above made liquor for temptation -- but
With a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,
When temptation comes you'll give right in!

With a little bit...with a little bit...
With a little bit of luck you'll give right in.

Oh, you can walk the straight and narrow;
But with a little bit of luck You'll run amuck!

The gentle sex was made for man to marry,
To share his nest and see his food is cooked.
The gentle sex was made for man to marry -- but
With a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,
You can have it all and not get hooked.

With a little bit...with a little bit...
With a little bit of luck you won't get hooked.
With a little bit...with a little bit...
With a little bit of bloomin' luck!

The Lord above made man to help is neighbor,
No matter where, on land, or sea, or foam.
The Lord above made man to help his neighbor -- but
With a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,
When he comes around you won't be home!

With a little bit...with a little bit...
With a little bit of luck, You won't be home.

They're always throwin' goodness at you;
But with a little bit of luck A man can duck!

Oh, it's a crime for man to go philandrin
And fill his wife's poor heart with grief and doubt.
Oh, it's a crime for man to go philanderin'-- but
With a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,
You can see the bloodhound don't find out!

With a little bit...with a little bit...
With a little bit of luck she won't find out!
With a little bit...with a little bit...
With a little bit of bloomin' luck!

He doesn't have a tuppence in his pocket.
The poorest bloke you'll ever hope to meet.
He doesn't have a tuppence in his pocket -- but
With a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,
He'll be movin' up to easy street.
With a little bit...with a little bit...
With a little bit of luck, He's movin' up.
With a little bit...with a little bit...
With a little bit of bloomin luck!

1 Comments:

Blogger M.C. O'Connor said...

With a little bit o'bloomin' luck AND some strikeouts, ground balls and NO WALKS and our boy will be on top!

8:39 AM  

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