This was in a previous post on labor relations, but it deserves it's own thread.
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears!
I come to bury the owners, not to praise them.
The evil that men do gets spread in the press,
The good is oft forgotten;
So let it be with the owners. The noble Players
Hath told you the owners are ambitious;
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And in the press grievously hath the Owners answer'd it.
Here, looking at a potential strike in the NHL, Major problems in the MLB, and a NBA that is always getting younger to avoid salary issues the Players now have control over the destiny of the leagues-
For The Players are honorable;
So are they all, are honorable men-
Come I to speak at the Pro-League's funeral.
I liked professional sports, I was faithful and they entertained me;
But The Players say the Owners were ambitious,
And The Players are honorable men.
The Owners hath contributed many dollars to charity, and expanded the leagues to increase the fan base,
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill.
Did this in The Owners seem ambitious?
When Jessy Jackson cried, The Owners hath wept and granted interviews for minorities;
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Players say they were ambitious,
And The Players are honorable men.
You all did see that during the Last Labor agreements The Owners were pounded by Lawyers and propaganda. They could of moved on a locked out all baseball and hockey creating a low wage for all to come in the future,
Which they did refuse. Was this ambition?
Yet The Players say they are ambitious,
And sure they are honorable men.
I speak not to disprove what The Players speak,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love Professional Sports once, not without cause;
What cause withholds you then to mourn for them?
O judgement, thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Sports,
And I must pause till it come back to me.
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears!
I come to bury the owners, not to praise them.
The evil that men do gets spread in the press,
The good is oft forgotten;
So let it be with the owners. The noble Players
Hath told you the owners are ambitious;
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And in the press grievously hath the Owners answer'd it.
Here, looking at a potential strike in the NHL, Major problems in the MLB, and a NBA that is always getting younger to avoid salary issues the Players now have control over the destiny of the leagues-
For The Players are honorable;
So are they all, are honorable men-
Come I to speak at the Pro-League's funeral.
I liked professional sports, I was faithful and they entertained me;
But The Players say the Owners were ambitious,
And The Players are honorable men.
The Owners hath contributed many dollars to charity, and expanded the leagues to increase the fan base,
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill.
Did this in The Owners seem ambitious?
When Jessy Jackson cried, The Owners hath wept and granted interviews for minorities;
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Players say they were ambitious,
And The Players are honorable men.
You all did see that during the Last Labor agreements The Owners were pounded by Lawyers and propaganda. They could of moved on a locked out all baseball and hockey creating a low wage for all to come in the future,
Which they did refuse. Was this ambition?
Yet The Players say they are ambitious,
And sure they are honorable men.
I speak not to disprove what The Players speak,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love Professional Sports once, not without cause;
What cause withholds you then to mourn for them?
O judgement, thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Sports,
And I must pause till it come back to me.
