It was the bottom of the ninth,
there were two on with one away,
when the Staten Island Scot
came up to make his famous play.
On the third day of October,
in the year of fifty-one,
a day still filled with sorrow
for Dodger fans yet to be born.
Thirteen down in August were the Giants,
who'd been written off for dead,
not only in the Borough of Brooklyn
where no Giants fan dared tread.
But all around the National League,
thought the Bums the pennant'd win,
no one in their right mind questioned
in the World Series they'd not be in.
But someone forgot to tell the Giants,
they should just simply fade away,
and no one told the traitor, Durocher,
who kept them in the play.
So the hated rivals from the Bronx,
at the lead kept chipping, chipping away,
would not surrender the fields of October
refused to concede the Bums their day.
So it was on the last day of the season,
games all played, all the scoring done,
found Durocher and those pesky Giants
with Brooklyn all tied at number one.
Three playoff games were scheduled,
and each team one game had won,
now in game three in the Polo Grounds
for the Giants things were looking glum.
For it was the bottom of the ninth,
two outs stood in the way of Dodgers' fate,
they were ahead of the Giants 4 to 2
when Bobby Thomson came to the plate.
The Dodgers brought in Branca to relieve,
to wild and raucous Dodgers cheers,
for with Branca hurling from that mound
surely the end of the Giants was near.
Alas, as there had been no joy in Mudville,
there was no joy for fans of Dodger blue,
as from the bat of Bobby Thomson
the "Shot Heard Round The World" now flew.
To this very day, deep in the heart of Brooklyn,
and the hearts of Dodger fans far away,
the call "The Giants win the pennant"
is still loathed to this very day.