Wednesday, September 2, 2015

'Twas the Night Before Football

'Twas the night before football,
when all through my mind
Were visions of winged helmets
and cleats of all kinds.




The uniforms were hung
in lockers with care,
In hopes that the players
soon would be there.




The fans were nestled
all snug in their beds,
While visions of touchdowns
danced in their heads.




My hubby in his jersey
and I in my shirt,
had just settled in
for a long season of smirks.






When out on the field,
 the band loudly played
"Hail to the Victors",
as the flags proudly waved.




Down to my seat,
in row 22,
High fives all around
and "It's great to see you!"




The sun on the turf
Had given great light
To the dawn of a new season
With new battles to fight.




When what to my tear filled
eyes should appear,
But a team on the field
In their maize n blue gear.




With a brand new coach
The "chosen one"
Who had earned the nickname
the "prodigal son."




More ferocious than wolverines,
his generals they came
as he whistled
and shouted
and called them by name.




Now Wheatley
Now Baxter
Now Durkin
Now Mattison
On Drevno
On Fisch
On Tolbert
An Jackson




From the top of the bleachers
To the top of the wall
Now go coach them
And teach them
How to play football.




With the crashing and hitting
I heard during the game,
I knew how thankful I was
That he finally came.




Back to his home
Where he wanted to be
to coach the maize and blue
Like Bo wanted him, you see.




All dressed in his khakis
with his whistle and pen
And that block M sweater
Purchased from the MDen.




He sprang to his spot
With the play card in hand
Ready to get started
on this promised land.




For this place is so special
to this man and to all
Who fall in love with Ann Arbor
And can't wait till the fall.




The Buckeyes and Spartans
were at the top of the list
to find our redemption
and show them the fist.




And with that I smiled
and watched them do battle
It was finally time
to sit back in the saddle.




For the last seven years
have been less than fun
But those years are gone
It's now time to stun.


To cross the nation
they made a Harbus
and on it said,
"Who's got it better'n us?"




As they took the field
ready to play
I heard him yell,
"I'm hear to stay!"




Happy football to you
and to all Go Blue!






~Bekki


































































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