Piazza, New York Catcher

[yertle-the-turtle]

I'm bored, and there's hardly anyone around, so here's some inconsequential news.

Mike Piazza, New York Mets baseball player, is the subject of a recent song by Scottish indie pop group Belle & Sebastian, entitled "Piazza, New York Catcher" on their 'Dear Catastrophe Waitress' album.

Piazza, New York Catcher (Murdoch)
Performed by Belle & Sebastian

Elope with me Miss Private and we?ll sail around the world
I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl
How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take?
How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays?
Oh elope with me in private and we?ll set something ablaze
A trail for the devil to erase
San Francisco?s calling us, the Giants and Mets will play
Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?
We hung about the stadium, we?ve got no place to stay
We hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell
About the saddest ending of a book you ever had to read
The statue?s crying too and well he may

I love you I?ve a drowning grip on your adoring face
I love you my responsibility has found a place
Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words
Come wave upon me from the wider family net absurd
?You?ll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job?
Maybe, but not what she deserves

Elope with me Miss Private and we?ll drink ourselves awake
We?ll taste the coffee houses and award certificates
A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style
We?ll comment on the decor and we?ll help the passer by
And at dusk when work is over we?ll continue the debate
In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare

The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day
The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays
He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor
He knows the drink affects his speed he?s praying for
a doorway
Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench
Life outside the diamond is a wrench

I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend
I know it wouldn?t come to love, my heroine pretend
A lady stepping from the songs we love until this day
You?d settle for an epitaph like ?Walk Away, Renee?
The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower
Meet you at the statue in an hour
Meet you at the statue in an hour

 

[Headache in a Suitcase]

mike piazza gay? whatever would give you that idea...

 

[zoney!]

who is the eyewitness news guy?


"there is that eyewitness news van again"

 

[Headache in a Suitcase]

that would be flamming (not that there's anything wrong with that) weatherman sam champion... the person mike piazza was rumored to be "seeing" when the whole piazza is gay thing broke a few years ago. it was really just a joke started on the radio, but it grew some legs. who knows

 

[Hewson]

That Boomer picture looks like it goes right along with blond Piazza and the weather guy.
Coincedence???

 

[Headache in a Suitcase]

coincidence? maybe... maybe not...

 

[zoney!]

I did not know (or really care) that Sam Champion is gay.

 

[yertle-the-turtle]

well it's actually a decent song, although i agree we shouldn't make a big deal (or any deal) out of whoever's sexual orientation.

i've read somewhere that miss private refers to mike piazza so the idea is that the writer of the song probably has a small crush on him...

 

[Justified]

i find Piazza to be well Interesting.

 

[Tabby]

He used to be hot, but he's really lost it the last couple years (both on the field and his looks I mean)