The Fat Lady? She Did Sing, After All!

Many and various are the "fat ladies" who sang

She finally put us out of our misery!
She finally put us out of our misery!
You have to keep abreast of these proverbs!
You have to keep abreast of these proverbs!

Who would know!? There was a Fat Lady!

One of the most popular sayings in sports over the last 40 or so years is, "It ain't over 'till the fat lady sings." Although first use of this over the air has been attributed to Dan Cook, the line has been a southern proverb much earlier than that, as, "The Carnival (or the Church) ain't over until the fat lady has sung." Whether or not there was a specific overweight femme who sung around the south in the early days was not known. Southern belles may not be greatly known for their nightingale qualities, but many are well covered, so the choice would have been limitless.
The evocative line has been used by many celebrities, including Humphrey Bogart in one of his movies - I forget which.
In any event, many may have wondered if this poor diva would have to hold her breath for all time without ever finishing her song. I am about to explode this myth and offer surcease.
Yes this scribe found some old jottings brought to light after the New Orleans hurricane, which indicated there was a fat lady who sang - and she possessed powers that those blithely repeating this old mantra might well heed!

The story was thus, title and verse supplied by your chronicler.

Bogey's Requiem.
"Who would have believed it could happen?
Weeks, months, years flashed by.
She sat there like eternity:
Hands folded; still as the grave.
Cast as one, the massive Steinway and her.

Then one shrill Autumn evening;
My breath catching in a sob,
I saw it had begun.
Aghast, I watched the tiny tic, tic, tic,
Commencing at the larded temples;
Travel hideously down the vinous cheeks.

The porcine jowls began to quiver;
The bolstered bosom heaved;
The cracked lips puffed - parted.
Somewhere a chord sounded.
Mesmerized, I watched the beringed hands
Crawl along the stained ivories.

With a sigh of resignation
I put aside my sheet music;
Carefully filed my tattered scores;
Crossed over to my rumpled pallet
Lay down with arms folded on my chest.
It was over; the Fat Lady had begun to sing."

(from “Charged Particles,” copyright filed).

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BobbiRant 5 years ago from New York

This was great. We all are familiar with it ain't over until the fat lady sings yet never really think much about its origin. Great hub, very entertaining.

diogenese 5 years ago

Thanks Bobbi. Truth tell, I am out of ideas of what to write at the moment and am a bit bored with it all. Can't help feeling it's a bit of a use really.

I actually submitted this poem to the New Yorker magazine - top prestige. I haven't seen it in there yet! Bob

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WillStarr 5 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

All is well in diva-ville

When the soprano hits high c

That's when the fat lady sings

And the opera is over, you see


Voted up and funny.

Lady_Tenaz 5 years ago

This was great! Thanks for letting us know.

diogenese 5 years ago

La placer is mio, princesa! Rx

diogenes 5 years ago

Thanks Will...Bob

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The Frog Prince 5 years ago from Arlington, TX

I had visions of Oprah flash through my mind as I read along. Scary huh?

The Frog

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Trish_M 5 years ago from The English Midlands

Hi Diogenes

That is a strange little saying ~ thank you for casting some light on it :)

Very good!!!

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Austinstar 5 years ago from Somewhere in the universe

I beg to differ, I haven't even learned how to sing yet!

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diogenes 5 years ago from UK and Mexico Author

Yes, Frog Prince, Oprah has always given me pause!

Thanks Trish, lovely praise from a homey

Austinstar...I will defer all this for a while!

Bob cheers guys

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diogenes 5 years ago from UK and Mexico Author

What a nice comment. Thanks Bob

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diogenes 5 years ago from UK and Mexico Author

Thanks Hubby...a bit late, I'm afraid, Bob

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Spirit Whisperer 5 years ago from Isle of Man

Well Mr Sherlock Holmes you certainly have cracked this case. Thank you.

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diogenes 5 years ago from UK and Mexico Author

Ha.Ha! Yep, that's the definitive word all right! Bob

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Rebecca E. 5 years ago from Canada

oh this was great, you have style! (hack?? don't you dare say that again!)

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cathylynn99 5 years ago from northeastern US

voted funny. even when you're at odds with the question of what to write, you do well. nice hearing from you.

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diogenes 5 years ago from UK and Mexico Author

Thanks Rebecca. I feel a bit jaded with HP. Bob

cathylynne. Yeah. I was quite happy about this poem. Bob

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