Today on the field, two teams will meet.
One will be victorious,
One will accept defeat.
The players will run,
The quarterback throw,
A kicker will punt,
To where? Who knows.
I'm hoping for catches, way out in the end zone.
I'm hoping for diving passes,
To tight ends mistakenly left alone.
I'll be screaming along and crying my eyes out,
Hoping for victory!
Hoping no one gets an eye poked out.
In the end, one team will win,
And it may not be mine,
But it'll be a great game and soon it'll be time.
[Have fun everyone!! Happy screaming, crying, laughing, and sighing.]