Brothers and Sisters, I come before you a humble man!
I have been in deep prayer and meditation, foregoing the desire for sleep, oh Lordy, all night long! I have fasted and I have forgiven! I have ah thrown mahsef prostrate before the Heavens and I have prayed for the deliverance of your souls. Can I have an Amen?
I come before ya with a revelation ah! I come before you ah with a lock ah!
(Reverend Buzzy moves from the pulpit to the piano and starts tickling the ivories to the tune of "When the Saints go Marching In." Deacon Diogee and Brother Pete are standing with their hands raised in the background, swaying from side to side and yelling "Praise Jesus!" Usher LT Profits is weeping, caupt up with emotion in the powerful scene.")
I said, ah, I come before you, my children. I come before you with a mighty sports pick! I give you the Celtics of Boston, my, ah, Dearly Beloved, ah (Reverend Buzzy is pounding the piano)! I said I GIVE YOU THE BOSTON CELTICS ON THE MONEY LINE! Not the spread but the money line, Oh Lordy! Tonight is that night that the faithful have long awaited! Tonight is the night we exorcise the evil demon that is the Houston Rockets. Tonight is the night that we are finally delivered from the fiery darts of the WICKED! Oh LORDY LORDY LORDY!
(Buzzy gets up from the piano and wipes the sweat from his forehead. He joins hands with Sister SportGirl and starts to sing, as Poker Beast blasts the saxophone.)
I shall not be, I shall not be moooooved! I shall not be I shall not be moved! Just like a tree that's planted by the WAAAAAAAAAATEEEERRRRRRRRRRR, I shall not be moved!"
I come before ya with a revelation ah! I come before you ah with a lock ah!
(Reverend Buzzy moves from the pulpit to the piano and starts tickling the ivories to the tune of "When the Saints go Marching In." Deacon Diogee and Brother Pete are standing with their hands raised in the background, swaying from side to side and yelling "Praise Jesus!" Usher LT Profits is weeping, caupt up with emotion in the powerful scene.")
I said, ah, I come before you, my children. I come before you with a mighty sports pick! I give you the Celtics of Boston, my, ah, Dearly Beloved, ah (Reverend Buzzy is pounding the piano)! I said I GIVE YOU THE BOSTON CELTICS ON THE MONEY LINE! Not the spread but the money line, Oh Lordy! Tonight is that night that the faithful have long awaited! Tonight is the night we exorcise the evil demon that is the Houston Rockets. Tonight is the night that we are finally delivered from the fiery darts of the WICKED! Oh LORDY LORDY LORDY!
(Buzzy gets up from the piano and wipes the sweat from his forehead. He joins hands with Sister SportGirl and starts to sing, as Poker Beast blasts the saxophone.)
I shall not be, I shall not be moooooved! I shall not be I shall not be moved! Just like a tree that's planted by the WAAAAAAAAAATEEEERRRRRRRRRRR, I shall not be moved!"
I need some savin, oh lordy....This pick...this message from god himself....Praise be to Jeebus..
