Nothing screams the holiday spirit quite like a bum sing off on the A train in NYC. One bum is literally flying like an eagle, or at least trying to with his arms and hands in the air, all the while singing incoherent words. The rival bum is also singing but in place, he’s not as much as an eagle as his bum counterpart. The one thing they both share is the joy of singing and being completely off the reservation. That’s the great thing about the holiday season, in any other circumstance, they are rival bums but today they are happy in unison. God bless their hearts and another holiday miracle has just happen in front of mine and the rest of the passengers on the A train!