I'm not a fan of Mike Trout Before you ban me, hear me out

The media has you anointed, to lead a generation Your induction to Cooperstown has been appointed, such veneration

Your expectations are far reaching, Just swing for the fences Each hit is a teaching, a full assault on their defenses

To discredit you with stats is inconceivable To lose your presence on my team is reprehensible To close myself off from loving you is understandable To have disdain with the media's portrayal is perceivable

It's the hype machine Baseball's ratings are dwindling Time to christen our lord and savior Mike Trout He's the prophet to take baseball to its former glory It's the hype machine The stories are swindling, Every fan with lofty expectations of Mike Trout It all seems too good to be true, a hero's story

Perhaps my hate is misplaced, you don't control the media You can't easily be replaced, don't get the wrong idea

The media's characterization of your career makes me queezy, such a show To get my hopes up makes me uneasy, let down after let down is all I know

Mike Trout, I don't hate you You're such a nice guy too It's the media's portrayal of you That makes me hate on you

It's the hype machine Baseball's ratings are dwindling Time to christen our lord and savior Mike Trout He's the prophet to take baseball to its former glory It's the hype machine The stories are swindling, Every fan with lofty expectations of Mike Trout It all seems too good to be true, a hero's story