The start of the new baseball season is upon us, and we thought it would be the perfect opportunity to start off our own little fantasy baseball league. Only, we place ourselves into the role of the ballplayer, so that we can take part in what has become a new-found tradition, melding sports with music.
The old accordion has long since been replaced by modern music piped through elaborate stadium sound systems. Over the past twenty years, it has become common place for players to take the field to a song they have chosen for themselves. For some stars, such songs as Enter Sandman, Hell’s Bells or Shipping Up to Boston has become as synonymous with the player as it is with the band whom performs the song.
Some of our staff members, including myself, have already selected songs for each other. Feel free to take a look and let us know what song you would choose, if given the chance to take the field.
Jim Gilbert (Photo Editor): The Game, by Motorhead
Having known our photo editor for the past 20 years, I’ve learned that when a fight breaks out, it’s better to have him on your side than the other way around.
“Motorhead is bad ass. Lemmy is bad ass. This song is bad ass. And I am bad ass. It is time to play The Game.”
Michael Hallisey (News Editor): O Fortuna, by Carl Orff
In 1935, German Carl Orff wrote an opera composed of 24 different poems dating back to the 11th century. The first poem, O Fortuna, is often played in the backdrop of cinematic fight scenes and was introduced to dance clubs by Apotheosis in the early ’90s. Sung completely in Latin, it leaves a sense of foreboding for the listener. A key phrase from the poem, translated to English, states “I lament the wounds that Fortune deals.”
Kristen Mack-Perry (News Editor): P.F.F., by Hank Williams III
Our news editor had difficulty figuring out her own psych-up music, but once she caught on, she found a good one.
“Oh! I found my theme song!!” she said, one day. “Punch Fight Fuck by Hank Williams III.”
Hank Williams III is the progeny of music greatness, and comes out with a song here that would make every public relations executive cringe at the thought of this bar fighter’s anthem playing in his stadium.
I drink a lotta whiskey, smokin all the time
I’m gettin fucked up every god damn night
Everybody’s doin cocaine and startin up fights
And I’m livin fast and hard and dyin hard with my god damn
Loaded fists of fury
Zach Hitt (Writer): War Pigs/Luke’s Wall, by Black Sabbath
Zach Hitt = Luke’s Wall
Or WarPigs, it is the opening track to Black Sabbath’s 1970 album, “Paranoid.” It was originally to be named after the witches’ sabbath, Walpurgis. Once introduced to record label executives, they reportedly thought the song sounded too “Satanic.” The song, nor the day it was originally named after, had nothing to do with Satan; ironically, Walpurgis is a pagan day to celebrate the coming of spring. Thanks to Ozzy Osborne altering the lyrics during live shows, the song would ultimately become recognized as a protest against the Vietnam War.
Carly Knaszak (Writer): Shipping Up to Boston, by Dropkick Murphys
“I would fuck shit up when I heard I’m Shipping Up to Boston by Dropkick Murphys,” said Upstate writer, Carly Knaszak. “And, since former pitcher Jonathan Papelbon of the Boston Red Sox used to close the inning to this song, I love it.”
Papelbon now plays for the Philadelphia Phillies. Not certain what he uses for his own walk-on music, but it’s a safe bet it has nothing to do with Boston.