Saturday, February 1, 2014

'Twas the Night Before the Super Bowl



I prepared a little Super Bowl snack for Seattle fans out there:

‘Twas the night before the Super Bowl, somewhere near the Meadowlands,
Seahawk fans were praying for Wilson to get it to Tate or Lynch’s hands.  

12th Men were nestled all snug in the sack,
With visions of the first NFL Six-Pack;

Skittles and Gushers were plenty and there weren’t any tears,
So I drifted off to sleep without any fears;

When at the stadium there arose some strange clatter,
Broncos fans feared, “what was the matter?”;

We heard “Beast Mode” and we heard “LOB,”
We jumped from our beds, and what did we see?

He stood at the end zone, ready for a pick,
Broncos fans looked like they were going to be sick;

Then in an instant, not to our surprise,
This Stanford grad got a glint in his eyes;

He followed his route and jumped into the air,
Watching Manning’s choice and his selective stare;

Then over the airwaves came decibels never heard before,
The ground started to rumble, and the crowd wanted more;

Two teams engaged in such a great battle,
but the 12th man could be felt all the way from Seattle;

Through the polar vortex, the sleet and the snow,
A 13-3 record made them ready to go;

So bring on John Elway and his herd of horses;
They’ll remember the day they were defeated by the ‘Hawks’ forces.

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