Twas The Night Before Kickoff

Twas the night before kickoff, and all through the house
Not a Beaver fan was stirring, not even a mouse
The jerseys were hung in the closets with care.
Numbers 1, 8, and 12, each one was there.

The fans were all nestled down deep in their beds
While visions of the quizz show danced in their heads.
Benny in his costume, and Riley in his cap,
had all settled down for a pre kickoff nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
Mike sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a Vegas wind aided punt
Tore open the shutters and saw a punch-throwing Blount.

The sun is beating down at 95 degrees,
Riley wants to win a Championship like Casey and Lees.
When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and a running back already in gear.

With a little old driver, so evasive and quick,
He knew in a moment it must be Jacquizz.
More rapid than Masoli running out of a frat house he came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Katz! now, James! now, Catchings and Doctor!
On, Hekker! On, Kahut! On Bishop and Garner!
To the top of the standings! to the top of the polls!
We’re not stopping until we reach the Rose Bowl!

Better than Erickson’s Hurricanes fly,
When they meet with the Horned Frogs, ready to die
So up to the video board, the Johnny Hekker Punt flew
With the playbook full of tricks, and St Jacquizz too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each beaver hoof
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
"Down the sideline to Catchings, with one foot in bound!"

He was dressed all in Orange from head to his foot,
And his jersey was tarnished, with fake grass and turf
A bundle of Footballs he had flung on his back,
And he looked like Ochocinco, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a broken ankle he held in his teeth,
And the smoke he left behind encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a six pack on his chest
He was on his way to New York, for being the best

He was slender and fast, a right jolly young kid,
And I laughed when I see him shake t acklers like he did
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know that the Pac-10 had something to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And voters filled all their ballots, with Jacquizz and a smirk.
And laying his finger over his mouth
He told TCU fans to be quiet, for this is his house.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like a Rose and a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as he ran out of sight,
"Happy Kickoff to all, OSU Fight! Fight! Fight!"

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