My son Chuck wrote this the other night. It has gone viral and had over a million hits and is in many of the nation's sports pages and magazines and collage pepers.
I'm sure some of you will get a chuckle out of it, and some may not. Never the less take a look.
If you like it pass it on.
'Twas the night they'll remember - Chuck Porretto 12-01-2013-
‘Twas the night after Auburn
and all through the land,
not a “Roll Tide” was uttered
by a Crimson Tide fan.
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They used to be boisterous,
they used to be loud,
they used to be boastful,...
and cocky and proud.
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But they lost all their swagger,
they lost all their swing.
For one little second
had changed everything.
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The score it was even.
The clock had run dry.
When Nicholas Saban
then started to cry.
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He demanded a second
be put on the clock.
The worse that could happen?
A miss or a block.
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But fate it is fickle,
and greed has a price,
and what happened next
just wasn’t too nice.
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The previous kicks,
wide left and wide right.
So he put in a rookie,
'twas not very bright.
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The kick was a boomer
of 56 yards,
but the extra yard needed
was not in the cards.
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And back in the end zone
a lone Tiger stood.
He caught that ol’ football,
he caught it real good.
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He started to run,
he heard the cheers grow.
The Crimson Tide offense?
Too fat and too slow.
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One hundred and nine
he ran for a score.
If needed he could have
run one hundred more
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The crowd it erupted
while storming the field.
The Crimson Tide’s season
was settled and sealed.
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A cry of “War Eagle”
soon echoed the plain.
Nick Saban’s expression
was one of pure pain.
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And up in Ohio
they shouted "Go Bucks"
It gave hope to many
except Gators and Ducks.
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And in Tuscaloosa
you could hear a pin drop.
And in Tallahassee
a tomahawk chop.
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For the night after Auburn
the Tide does not roll.
The new boss in town
wears garnet and gold.
A poem, written by my son Chuck
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Re: A poem, written by my son Chuck
Great Poem...........
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Re: A poem, written by my son Chuck
I got a "kick" out of it... (pun intended)
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Re: A poem, written by my son Chuck
It's making its way around the old interweb pretty quickly. I saw it yesterday from a source not related to this site.
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Re: A poem, written by my son Chuck
YA BOY DID GOOD, VERY CREATIVE, LIKED IT.
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Re: A poem, written by my son Chuck
Captain Charlie you are to be proud of that boy! Exactly how it happened! I could see it happening all over as I read the poem.
Thank you!
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Re: A poem, written by my son Chuck
Saw it the day after the game..great poem...I figured it would go viral the second after I read it...good stuff man!
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