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8802260133
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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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881225
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Sunday, December 25, 1988
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METRO FINAL
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SPT
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1D
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<BYLINE>
MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1988, Detroit Free Press
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HARK, THE HERALD ATHLETES SING ...
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Good morning. Merry Christmas. Hear those voices outside your door? Look,
it's . . .

Kirk Gibson singing "Winter Wonderland"

  Watch me swing, it's a dinger,
  World Seee-ries, what a dinger!
  I'm hobblin' along, singing my song,
  A hero now in laid-back La-La Land
  It's outta here! What's my hurry?
  Injured knee, I can't scurry,
  But TV is neat, they repeat and repeat,
  Every  night in laid-back La-La Land
  People say I'm now like Robert Redford,
  Natural as a natural can be,
  I say shucks, I'm not like Robert Redford,
  I doubt that he can swing as hard as me
  Tommy L., what a tummy!
  Tommy M., what a dummy!
  I could quit and get fat,
  From just one at-bat
  A hero now in laid-back La-La Land.
Mike Tyson singing "Jingle Bells"
  Dashing through  the snow, smack into a tree,
  What a year I've had
  I made history,
  Knocked out Larry Holmes,
  Michael Spinks was cake,
  But every day my greedy wife
  Gives me a bellyache, ohhh,
  Jingle bells, my marriage smells,
  Forty miles away,
  All she wants, is all my cash,
  Maybe I should punch her face
  Jingle bells, my marriage smells,
  Let's go tell the press,
  Was  it Barbara Walters
  Who got me in this mess?
The city of Edmonton singing "Blue Christmas"
  We'll have a Blue Christmas, without Wayne,
  We'll be so blue, just thinking about Wayne,
  Oiler  nights, Oiler days, 
  Oiler hockey so fine,
  Just ain't the same now,
  Without old ninety-nine,
  We'll have a blue Christmas, without Wayne,
  Sure makes us wish, we'd bought tickets, when  we had Wayne,
  He'll be doin' OK, with his dudes in LA,
  But we'll have a blue, blue, blue Christmas.
Jimmy Devellano: "God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen"
  God rest you Stevie Yzerman, 
  For  you are on a blaze,
  Don't you need to save your strength
  For April and for May?
  Another goal, another goal,
  New contract you'll demand,
  This is gonna cost me seven hundred grand,
  In one hand,
  This is gonna cost me seven hundred grand.
Sugar Ray Leonard and Tommy Hearns singing "The Little Drummer Boy"

  I have five titles now, 
  a bum-bum-bum-bum
  Big deal, Ray,  so do I, 
  a bum-bum-bum-bum
  My five are better, see,
  a bum-bum-bum-bum
  You got 'em same as me with a
  bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum
  We both made history and  here's how it comes
  We're fighting bums.
Ben Johnson singing "Frosty The Snowman"
  I'm Johnson the sprinter
  I'm as fast as I can be
  With my muscle bulge and my pigeon toes
  I could  outrun history,
  I'm Johnson the sprinter
  The winner of the race,
  But they took away my Olympic day
  And I flew home in disgrace
  It must have been that bottle that I drank and then  I dumped
  Or could it be those needles that they stuck into my rump?
  I'm Johnson the sprinter
  Was it steroids? I won't tell
  Just flex my pecs, say what the heck
  Guess I'll join the  NFL.
Jacques Demers singing "Deck the Halls"
  Deck the halls with clothes in smolly
  Falalalala, lalalala,
  Tis the reason yes, lake, dolly, Falalalala,
  I'm still working, on my English
  Don't know yet, all the word, la-la-la
  Hockey, lockey, do the trolly
  Falalalala, da doo run run.
Isiah Thomas, singing "Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree"
  Dribblin' around the Christmas  tree
  Have a happy holiday,
  Everyone's talking about our team
  Thinking we'll go all the way,
  Dribblin' around the Christmas tree
  Gonna kiss Magic in June
  Anyone steps on my ankle  this time
  . . . I'll kill em.
Wayne Fontes singing "Joy To The World"
  Joy to the world, now I'm head coach
  I'm happy as can beeeee
  So what I got no quarterback?
  So what I got no  running back?
  And receivers that are slow,
  And linemen who don't show,
  And no coaching staff or fan support and . . . and . . . hey wait a minute.
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COLUMN;HOLIDAY;ANECDOTE;MUSIC
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