These are lyrics to a song I wrote to celebrate the life of Bill Giles, and I had the honor of presenting a demo to him a few weeks ago. I played it for Jayson Stark and was accompanied by Paul Hagen when Bill heard it for the first time. The words convey how I’m feeling today upon his passing. Bill Giles adored having a hand in great memories. He was a creative, selfless, driven soul. Our loss is his lovely wife’s gain in Heaven. Bill lost his Mom as a little boy. I know he was ready to see her and his Dad again. Eighth Wonder of the World? That was Bill’s line. Thank you and God bless you.
The lyrics:
All The Rows & Aisles
Kite man was flat out afraid
What if the contraption he had made
Would leave him with a disfigured face
In the name of publicity on Opening Day?
The crowd grew impatient at Veterans Stadium
Dude had stage fright, not exactly carpe diem
As fans boo’d, Bill took advice heard from above
On a walky-talky, gave the order to give a shove
For the rest of time, Bill Giles smiles at the story
Because it reflected a life of humor and glory
Kite man crashed that day near his upper deck ramp
It took two more years for him to fly like a champ
Long before the Savannah Bananas were born
Bill Giles boosted baseball like Field of Dreams corn
He’d become an executive Philadelphians adored
But first he’d been wizard of a famous scoreboard
What is the legacy of Mister Bill Giles?
To be perfectly honest, more than any uniform styles
His true gift, covering all the rows and aisles,
Was to dedicate every move to unforgettable smiles
Bill cut his teeth in the minor leagues and Air Force
Flashing five tools in Houston would set his course
Lost his Mom very young, so Bill fully embraced life
In particular, did so with Nancy, his soul-mate wife
Blessed with the great fortune of a fabulous Dad
Bill insisted on climbing the ladder with all he had
Got the chance to help start a team, the Colt .45s
Knew that someday, he could affect millions of lives
Bill learned a lot, workin’ for a man called The Judge
Astrodome? Cool as ice cream. Bill added the fudge
He teased umps and delighted adults, boys and girls
Coined the catchphrase “Eighth Wonder of the World”
Truth was, Bill was destined for even greater thrills
Would get to the the top with the Philadelphia Phils
Nancy had a huge heart for charitable deeds
Bill focused on addressing all the ballclub’s needs
What is the legacy of Mr. Bill Giles?
To be perfectly honest, more than any uniform styles
His true gift, covering all the rows and aisles,
Was to dedicate every move to unforgettable smiles
The bottom line
Every sports executive knows
Once you’re the steward of a team in the pros
Everything is far from fine
Until your club has the ability to close
Bill knew over the years Philly fans got an unfair rap
Was the City of Brotherly Love, but few tipped a cap
Surely, the market that gave us Rocky & Trading Places
Was capable of another title belt around the bases
There were heartbreaks and turrible times with flaws
There were snowballs allegedly thrown at Santa Claus
And yet, Philly had Carlton, Allen, Roberts & Ashburn
Safe to say, to be called number 1, the region yearned
Bill ran the Phillies as if they were his home, honestly
House sparkled with buds like Dave Montgomery
Powerful tradition, strength of Luzinsku & Schmidt
And like the City itself, a melting pot that took No Quit
A season fit for Bill’s inner fanatic: Two thousand eight.
Jimmy, Cole, Ryan, Brad, Shane, WFC Chase. So great.
Skippered by Charlie, fifth year in the new park, Citizens Bank
Philadelphia had a parade
and the humble Bill Giles to thank.
What is the legacy of Mr. Bill Giles?
To be perfectly honest, more than any uniform styles
His true gift, covering all the rows and aisles,
Was to dedicate every move to unforgettable smiles
A little like Kite Man way back when
If at first you don’t succeed,
Try. … Try. … And then …
Take it from the top …
and WIN
Somebody out there is here for the grin.