Meantime:

Would be cool! Better than Timmy Trumpet, for sure.

*The reason for the asterisk in the headline is because Dancing on my Own is not Calum Scott’s song. I am well aware of this. There was a nasty woman in my inbox this morning complaining because I didn’t note that Robyn is the original song performer (and also happens to be the only person with song writing credits). This nasty woman, however, was barking up the wrong tree, because we did not pick the remix for the Phillies to play in the locker room. They did. Any perceived Crossing Broad diss of ROBYN is misguided. We are ROBYN ambivalent.

But on the surface, it would seem weird to invite someone to the ballpark to play a song that is not theirs. Imagine skipping Bob Dylan to ask Guns ‘n Roses to perform Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door. Judas Priest shows up at CBP to do Diamonds and Rust, but JOAN BAEZ wrote that bitch. It would be like having Sublime fly across the country to do Scarlet Begonias while The Grateful Dead don’t even get a phone call (there are six cover songs on 40 Oz. to Freedom and most people don’t know this).

I think the proper thing here is to get everybody to Game 3. Get Robyn. Get Tiesto. Get Calum Scott. Everybody gets involved. Can’t leave Robyn hanging.