Monday, January 7, 2008

GO Bucks

Just got this in an email from Tug who got it from a coworker. I probably shouldn't post it--bad juju. But it is a (kinda) fun read:

'Twas the night before New Orleans, when all through the state,
Not a Buckeye was stirring, not fan or teammate.
The jerseys were hung in the lockers with care,
In hopes that the trophy soon would be theirs.

Young Buckeyes were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of touchdowns danced in their heads.
And mom in OSU PJ's, and I in my Bucks stocking cap,
Had just settled down for our pre-game nap.

Tomorrow, on the field, there will be such a clatter,
Les Miles and team will know what's the matter.
Beanie and Robo will be gone in a flash,
There's no chance the Bucks won't be ready to clash.

The moon will shine with a scarlet and gray glow
Giving luster to Buckeyes celebrating below.
Then, what to my wondering eyes should I see,
It's our coach with players, Boeckman and Beanie.

With a dignified leader, so calm and so stoic,
I knew in a second it was Tressel, the heroic.
Running onto the field, all of them came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name.

“Now, Robiskie! now, Hartline! now, Wells and Gholston!
On, Jenkins! on Boeckman! on, Boone! and Barton!
From endzone to endzone...from sideline to sideline!
Miles, go to Michigan, because victory is mine!

As the players prepared for this epic battle,
They showed great confidence, not a one rattled.
So onto the field the players, they flew,
Helmets sparkling and shining - looking brand new.

And then, in a twinkling, the game had begun,
The Buckeyes were scoring and having some fun.
As I looked at the action, and continued to cheer,
I was excited and thankful for what I could hear.

'Round the stadium, could be heard O-H-I-O,
Louder and louder the chant continued to grow.
Moms with their daughters, fathers and sons,
Everyone was enjoying the long Buckeye runs.
Their eyes would light up with each thrilling score,
This night will long be remembered in OSU lore!
The scarlet and gray were winning this fight,
The Tigers had been beaten soundly this night!

With the last whistle blow, the celebration had started,
Les Miles and LSU had just been out smarted;
Players were hugging, high fiving, and singing.
The band celebrated with victory bells ringing.

I couldn't hold back a tear from my eye,
The pride in my alma mater was evident this night.
The team hoisted the trophy high in the air,
A picturesque scene of an exciting affair.

Tressel spoke not a word, just observed with a smile,
The celebration surrounding him for mile upon mile.
And laying his hands on the trophy at last,
He took in the moment that happened so fast.

He strolled off the field, but to the fans gave a wave,
Victoriously he left, the night had been saved.
But I heard him exclaim, as he walked out of sight,
“Happy Championship to all and to all a good-night!

2 people are laughing with me:

The Wades said...

what might have been..

Shelly said...

One person is laughing with you [well, maybe that'll read 2 now!!], but the bigger question is: How many are crying with you!!!??LOL

okay, i understand that this was b4 Monday's chmp game. *I* thought it was funny!