By Stuart Shea
Out of nowhere came The Riot
To beef up the Cubbie diet
Adding speed and walks to a slow, old, hacking club.
Maybe he’s no budding star,
But he’s done quite well so far,
And the fans enjoy his spirit as a Cub.
In the talk of Harden, Soto,
And Kosuke Fukudomo,
No one speaks of Theriot as MVP.
But without his OBP,
Where would the offense be?
There’d be no RBIs for Big D. Lee.
Uh, or A-Ram.
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