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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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911215
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Sunday, December 15, 1991
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METRO FINAL
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COM
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1F
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<BYLINE>
MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1991, Detroit Free Press
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SPORTS' BIG STARS COME A'CAROLING
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Snow is falling. I hear a knock. I open my door. And look who I see doing
their sports Christmas carols . . . 

Wayne Fontes, "Silent Night"
Silent night, roster is light,
This one's injured,  that one's tight
Down went Rodney, and Jerry and Mike
Eric and Cofer, they're riding the bike
Could we get a delay-ayyy
and do the playoffs next May?
 
 Cecil Fielder, "Santa Claus is Coming to Town"
You  better not run, you better not hide
You better unlock that bank vault real wide
Cecil's agent's coming to town.
He's making a list, checking it twice,
Adding 10 zeros onto his price
Cecil's agent's  coming to town.
He knows you need my home runs,
And RBIs count too,
He only wants what the market bears
Say Bobby Bonilla times two -- oooh!
You better not scheme, you better not plot,
All that  we want, is all that you got
Cecil's agent's coming to town.
Chuck Daly, "The Christmas Song"
Bedford missing on an open shot
Laimbeer scoring all-time lows,
Isiah's drive being blocked by a giant
Aguirre  moans about his toes.
Everybody knows
We used to be the champions
Now we lose to Miami
Though it's been said, many times, many ways,
Let me ask you, God
Why me?
Keith Jackson, "Winter Wonderland"
Sleigh  bells ring -- Whoa Nellie!
Children sing -- on his belly!
We're making a stir -- a real barn burner!
Walking in a winter wonde--
FUMBLLLLE!
 Wilt Chamberlain, "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus"
I  saw Wiltie kissing Mrs. Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night
He said "This might be fun
You'd be 20,001
I've had the rest, now I'll try the best
While Santa's on the run!"
I saw Wiltie kissing  Mrs. Claus
Till her husband burst in on his sleigh
Then Wiltie got a shock
With saltpeter stuffed in his sock
No more kissing Mrs. Claus today.
The Red Wings' front office, "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen"
God  rest ye Sergei Fedorov
And Dosvedanya too
We sure are glad we got you out
'Fore Russia split in two
You shoot, you score, you pass, you fly,
Fans really love your act
We hope you don't ask for  "new contract"
That's a fact
We hope you don't ask for "new contract."
Rodney Peete, Randall Cunningham, Joe Montana, "I'll Be Home For Christmas"
We'll be home for Christmas
Doing therapy,
Watching  soaps and horoscopes
We dream of recovery.
Christmas is depressing
While our teams still play
But we'll be back next Christmas -- if they
don't give our lockers away.
Bo Schembechler and Ed McNamara,  "The Little Drummer Boy"
We need a stadium
a new sta-di-um,
You lack the cash to build
a gym-na-si-um.
That's why I came to you
stop sucking your thumb.
Don't tell us what to do 
you bum-bum-bum-bum,
Who  you call bum?
We want it done!
 Put it downtown or else, your new sta-di-um
will never come.
Desmond Howard, "Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree"
Trophies around my Christmas tree
What a happy holiday
Can't  even move, with all these plaques
Got the Heisman on my knee.
Trophies around my Christmas tree
And the agents on their way
Like to stay here at Michigan---
wait, how much did you say?
John DiBiaggio  and George Perles, "Blue Christmas"
We'll have a Green Christmas without you
I am not leaving, John boy, so I doubt you
It's been fun, now you're done
No more coach or AD
Hold on there buster, 
You  forget about paying me?
We'll have a Green Christmas without you
I stuff your stocking with horse-poop
you lout, you
I am right, I have might
Hope you choke Christmas night
And you  no you  have  a green  drop dead
Green Christmas.
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