Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not an Owner was stirring, not even Alan and Tony who chirp more than a mouse.
Three prizes to give and the stockings were hung,
if y'all other owners did your research you would have won.
If you would have handled your organization with care,
St. Commissioner would have handed you money to be fair.
The losing owners were nestled all snug in their beds,
with potential visions of waiver picks dancing in their heads.
I wonder if Mike M., Victor, and James took a nap,
because they are the bottom three and that's just a fact.
Eric went from bottom three last year, but ended up short from first, oh dear.
Pedro could have won third, but ended in fourth because he wanted to see Vader use the force.
Manny was last year’s champ and this year's chump, hopefully next year your team looks better than a dump.
Aldo and Hector I am sorry to say, you won’t end up getting any dough, but at least it's not coal.
Last but not least, a name that is known, Michael B. won this year by using his phone,
As easy it is to say ABC, Mike B. can easily say I am the Champ times three,
I wish all a goodnight and I hope y'all been good because Santa is coming to your hood.
As for me, I did what I could, a great league I provided and some would say ten out of ten.
Merry Christmas from my family to yours,
Commissioner