T'was the Night Before Christmas

T'was the night before Christmas and all thur the house, not a NASBL manager was stirring not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, and every manager was hoping the player he wanted to draft would still be there. The managers were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of 5-tool players danced in their heads; All of a sudden I heard a noise outside & was glad I didn't have to 'pop a cap in the sucker's side'. I realize in a moment it must be St Nick because he shouted and called them by name: "Now, Braun! now, Lincecum! now, Pence & Dice K! On, Pedroia! on Young! on, Accardo and Okajima! Then he sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight, "HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL NASBL'ers, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT."