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CitySquash Rocks in the Annual Talent Show

Last Thursday, CitySquash team members, families, and supporters came together for the 13th annual CitySquash talent show. The event was hosted by alumni Cris Margaret Frias (Franklin & Marshall ’16) and Lanique Rhyne (Lehman College ’16) and showcased talents included singing, dancing, drumming, and even some original songwriting. As always, the talent show also served as the official welcome ceremony for CitySquash’s new third and sixth grade team members. The night ended with the staff performing “Coach Bryan Patterson,” a riff on the song “Alexander Hamilton” and a singalong of “CitySquash Rock” with new lyrics by 4th graders Stephany, Berenisse, and Ashley. Below are those lyrics as well as some of our favorite pictures from the night!




Stephany, Berenisse, and Ashley performing CitySquash Rock


CitySquash Rock

Lyrics by Stephany, Berenisse, and Ashley


CitySquash, CitySquash
CitySquash rock
CitySquash swing
And CitySquash king
Hitting and swinging
Up bounces the ball
Now the squash game
Has begun



CitySquash rock
CitySquash sport
On the CitySquash court
Stepping and lunging
In Fordham’s courts
Above the line it goes


Parent squash night
It’s the right time
To swing the night away
CitySquash time
Is a sport time
To start boasting
On the backhand side
Hurry up everybody
Pick up your racket
Swinging around the court


Serve and return
And back to the T
That’s the CitySquash,
That’s the CitySquash,
That’s the CitySquash rock




New third grade team members with Elementary School Director Micah Finkelman, Squash Director Chris Fernandez, and High School Captains Giselle and Daniel




New sixth grade team members with Middle School Director Colin Murfree



Coach Bryan Patterson

Lyrics by Peter Feldman


How does a Brit bloke, Bryan, son of a May and a

Dougie, Dropped in the middle of a forgotten

Spot in the County Durham, England by providence foregone

Grow up to be the squash coach we all count on?


The coffee drinking, proud father and grandfather

Got a lot farther by working a lot harder

By being a lot smarter

By being a self starter,

By age 12, he started his long journey as a squasher


And every day while friends were playing footy, he started

To glance across the waves, at a former Brit colony

Inside, he was longing for something to be a part of

The brother was ready to beg, steal, borrow, or barter


Then tournaments came, and competition reigned

Our man saw his future that could not be constrained

Put a racquet in his left hand, connected it to his brain

On court, a hurricane, or a runaway freight train


Well the word got around, they said “this kid is insane, man”

Took up a collection just to send him to the mainland

“Get your education, don’t forget from whence you came,”

And the world’s gonna know your name. What’s your name, man?


Coach Bryan Patterson

My name is Coach Bryan Patterson

And there’s a million things I haven’t done

Just you wait…just you wait


As a U19, won the Drysdale Cup, the youngest ever

Years later, see BP in the Euro Cup, much better

Hittin’ balls, across four walls, he stood tall

Backhanded drop shots, his opponents would fall


Moved on to the professionals, reached as high as 16th in the world

But he had a mentor side, something new inside

A voice saying “BP you gotta fend for yourself”

He startin retreatin’ and readin’ the coaching books on the shelf


There would have been

Nothing left to do

For someone less astute

He would woulda been dead or


Without a cent of restitution

Stared working, clerking

For the Brooklyn Heights Casino

Then to Philly in Chestnut Hill,

Coaching kids, watch him go


Scammin’ for every lesson he can get his hands on

Plannin’ for the future

See him now as he sits in the

Drivers seat of run down old van

In the Bronx you can be a new man


In the Bronx, you can be a new man

In the Bronx, you can be a new man

CitySquash really needs a new van!

CitySuqash…needs a new van!


Coach Bryan Patterson

Kids are waiting on the courts for you

You could never back down

You love to make them RUNNNN!


Coach Bryan Patterson

When CitySquash sings for you

Will they know what you overcame?

Will they know you rewrote the game?

The world will never be the same



The van is in the parking lot

See if you can spot him

Another immigrant comin’ up from the squash world

He took kids on trips across the world

No one was forgotten


LANIQUE AND CM: We played for him

CHRIS: Me? I coached with him

MICAH: Me? I fought with him

CALEB: Me? I annoyed him

PETER: And me? And I’m the friend who wrote this rap for him!


There’s a million things I haven’t done

But just you wait!

What’s your name man?

Coach Bryan Patterson!






Cris Margaret (’16) and Lanique (’16) expertly MC’ed the night’s event




Sisters Eslin, a sophomore in high school, and Stephany, who’s in fourth grade, sang a duet together




Sophomores Joan and Yoskart ended their Single Ladies dance performance with a joke