Lyrics
(Verse 1)
In the realm of baseball, where legends are told,
There's a tale of an umpire, whose calls were so bold.
Angel Hernandez was his name, known far and wide,
But his decisions on the diamond often caused a divide.
(Chorus)
Oh, Angel Hernandez, with your eyes so keen,
Your judgment on strikes, some say, was quite mean.
But bards will sing, and stories will unfold,
Of the umpire whose calls left fans feeling cold.
(Verse 2)
In the heat of the game, with tension so high,
Angel's strike zone would often mystify.
Batters would swing, and pitchers would plead,
But his decisions were final, there was no heed.
(Chorus)
Oh, Angel Hernandez, with your eyes so keen,
Your judgment on strikes, some say, was quite mean.
But bards will sing, and stories will unfold,
Of the umpire whose calls left fans feeling cold.
(Verse 3)
From the stands, the fans would cry out in dismay,
As Angel's calls seemed to sway and to stray.
But he stood his ground, amidst the boos and the jeers,
For he believed in his heart, there were no errors.
(Chorus)
Oh, Angel Hernandez, with your eyes so keen,
Your judgment on strikes, some say, was quite mean.
But bards will sing, and stories will unfold,
Of the umpire whose calls left fans feeling cold.
(Bridge)
Now the game has moved on, and the years have passed,
But the legend of Angel will forever last.
In the annals of baseball, his name will remain,
A reminder that even umpires are not immune to fame.
(Chorus)
Oh, Angel Hernandez, with your eyes so keen,
Your judgment on strikes, some say, was quite mean.
But bards will sing, and stories will unfold,
Of the umpire whose calls left fans feeling cold.
(Outro)
So here's to Angel, the umpire of old,
Whose calls on the diamond were daring and bold.
Though some may remember him with a sigh,
His legend will live on, as time passes by.
