Now THIS is the song that should have accompanied that Gatorade commercial And now, the end is here it�s time for Jetes to just retire His bat has gotten slow his range is gone, he don�t inspire. To the Bronx, he bids farewell. No more O�s, or Rays, or Blue Jays. Just one more trip, but it�s a pip, he goes to Fennnnn-Way Cheap gifts, he got a slew, most of them crap, but in his honor. The tributes were all his due, or so I heard, from Ian O�Connor. He laughed, he gripped and grinned, but c�mon, what else could he say? But then, just check next week, they�ll be on Eeeeee-Bay. But what of the sport? It won�t survive, sans Number 2, or some such jive. Without his clutch, without his leaps. But as ye sow, so shall ye reap. So when you�re gone, the game will go on. Go hit the Higggggh-Waaaaay.