Twas the night before the BCS, and all throughv N'Awlins, the pits were smoking, the crawfish boilin', the banners were hung in the Superdome with care, knowing LSU and Bama would soon be there. The tigers were nestled all safe in their beds, while vision of Shady's danced in their heads. And Nick with his pitchfork, and Les with his cap, were drawing a game plan, no time for a nap. When out in the Quarter, there arose such a clatter, it startled Nick Satan, and Les the Mad Hatter. A guy yelled "Go Bama" another "Role Tide", the Tiger fans from Jekyll to Hyde. They shouted in unison "Bama Sucks; Tiger Bait" For Bama was the team they all loved to hate. Dusk turned to Dawn and fans stumbled home. In just a few hours, they'd all fill the dome. The game soon kicked off, it was lively and quick. Bama scored first which gladdened St. Nick. Les calmly bent down, and chewed on some turf. He wouldnt be outcoached by a lil red smurf,
Now Jordan
Now Spencer
Now Kenny
Now O' Dell
On Reuben
On Russell
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Give em hell...To the end of the field, and in to the zone, lets go score some points and bring the title home, the O started rolling and soon they did score, the crowd went wild, Mike let out a roar. But the tide seemed to Beacon, the ghost of Bear and right before halftime, a kick sailed through the air. It soared through the uprights, both mighty and true, Alabama had 10, to 7 for LSU, the bands took the field and put on a show, the crowd hit the john, they all had to go. Meanwhile, in the locker, adjustments were made, the 2nd half game plan was carefully laid. The 2nd half kickoff went to the Tide, LSU tried to trick them and the kick was on side. The Tide did recover, and started their drive, but the Tiger D stiffened, the crowd came alive. Between the Freak and the kid named Mingo. They were all over the field like an old lady at Bingo. They went back and forth a heavy weight battle. The fans got real nervous. But Les didnt rattle. Who would you trust, a coach who eats grass, or one who looks distressed as if he has gas? We should all thank St. Nick and bend on our knees, it was he who chose Culpepper instead or Drew Brees. The clock ticked down, only ten seconds to go, Bama punted the ball, time to put on a show. He weaved through the Tide, as if they werent there. They all grasped at his jersey and came up with air. He crossed the goal line as the clock ticked to 0. Once again number 7 was the LSU hero. The crowd did erupt, the journey was through. The national Champions, the Tigers of LSU. And I heard him proclaim over cheering and taunts. Honey Badger gets, what Honey Badger wants.
Now Jordan
Now Spencer
Now Kenny
Now O' Dell
On Reuben
On Russell
On Jarvis
Give em hell...To the end of the field, and in to the zone, lets go score some points and bring the title home, the O started rolling and soon they did score, the crowd went wild, Mike let out a roar. But the tide seemed to Beacon, the ghost of Bear and right before halftime, a kick sailed through the air. It soared through the uprights, both mighty and true, Alabama had 10, to 7 for LSU, the bands took the field and put on a show, the crowd hit the john, they all had to go. Meanwhile, in the locker, adjustments were made, the 2nd half game plan was carefully laid. The 2nd half kickoff went to the Tide, LSU tried to trick them and the kick was on side. The Tide did recover, and started their drive, but the Tiger D stiffened, the crowd came alive. Between the Freak and the kid named Mingo. They were all over the field like an old lady at Bingo. They went back and forth a heavy weight battle. The fans got real nervous. But Les didnt rattle. Who would you trust, a coach who eats grass, or one who looks distressed as if he has gas? We should all thank St. Nick and bend on our knees, it was he who chose Culpepper instead or Drew Brees. The clock ticked down, only ten seconds to go, Bama punted the ball, time to put on a show. He weaved through the Tide, as if they werent there. They all grasped at his jersey and came up with air. He crossed the goal line as the clock ticked to 0. Once again number 7 was the LSU hero. The crowd did erupt, the journey was through. The national Champions, the Tigers of LSU. And I heard him proclaim over cheering and taunts. Honey Badger gets, what Honey Badger wants.
GEAUX TIGERS!!
I truly hate how people turn on a team for one lousy loss. Yes Miles pissed me off, doesn't mean suddenly he is no longer the greatest coach ever, nor does this loss mean people should jump ship. Suddenly everyone forgets we had a great damned season. 13-0, who else can boast about that for this year? Any year? Not a lot can. Fair weather friends and fans aren't even worth the effort. Either support us, or go the fuck away with your misery.
ReplyDeleteI bleed Purple & Gold for life. Geaux LSU Tigers!