Baseball BeatNovember 24, 2005
Hope Springs Eternal on Thanksgiving
By Rich Lederer

Bob Hope's signature song, "Thanks For The Memory," was written by composer Ralph Rainger and lyricist Leo Robin for the actor's first feature film, "The Big Broadcast of 1938." The tune was an instant hit and won the pair the Academy Award for Best Song.

Over the years, Bob would sing "Thanks For The Memory" when signing off The Bob Hope Special variety show. Bob and his writers would change the words to fit the occasion, and it always proved to be a big hit with guests and viewers alike. Bob's last special was in 1996. He died on July 27, 2003, a few months after celebrating his 100th birthday.

As a tribute to the part owner of the Cleveland Indians in the early 1950s, as well as a way to thank all of our readers and baseball friends, I hereby bring you the Baseball Analysts' version of "Thanks for the Memory."

On key. . .

Thanks for the memory
Of baseblogs that are neat, Dave Smith's Retrosheet
Redbird Nation, Dodger Thoughts, Bronx Banter and Baseball Beat
How lucky I am.

Thanks for the memory
Cooperstown's Hall of Fame, Schwarz's Numbers Game
Baseball Prospectus and Primer we love you all the same
How cozy it was!

Many's the time we lacked the facts
Then Bill James wrote the Baseball Abstracts
No need to get stats from baseball card packs
We did have fun and no harm done...

And thanks for the memory
Of Sunday afternoons, left and right platoons
Joe and Vince and Dom DiMaggio, the Deans and the Boones
How lovely it was!

Thanks for the memory
Bert Be Home Blyleven, two-hundred-eighty-seven
Seventy-five percent of the votes will be like heaven
How lovely it would be.

Thanks for the memory
Designated Hitters, all the Larry Ritters
Pinto, Perry, Kernan, Neel, Klap, Opening Day jitters
How awesome you were!

Thanks for the memory
Repoz, Cheat, Ruz and Studes, and all the other dudes
With friends like Sully, Blez, Poz and Crank, there's no need for feuds
How great it's all been.

I know it's a fallacy
That grown men never cry, baby, that's a lie
Read Otis Redding Was Right, don't forget friends really die
And thank you all so much.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone.


Gee, Rich I don't know what to say. After reading the headline I figured this article was going to be about "My Favorite Burnett" or possibly "Monsieur Boisclair".

But it wasn't, it was something even better.

Rich, Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.