ThndringHerd
Well-Known Member
'Twas the week before Coachmas, and in Balch Fieldhouse
Rumors were stirring, after numerous routs
The pennants were hung from the rafters with care
In hopes that St. Shanahan soon would be there
Rumors were stirring, after numerous routs
The pennants were hung from the rafters with care
In hopes that St. Shanahan soon would be there
Allbuffs busy posting speculative threads
While visions of title-games danced in their heads
Donning official Buff sweaters and caps
Resting heads on their keyboards for occasional naps
While visions of title-games danced in their heads
Donning official Buff sweaters and caps
Resting heads on their keyboards for occasional naps
From the Blogosphere there arose such a clatter
Scanned footballcoachscoop.com for some info that mattered
Ignored the formatting (They never heard of Flash?)
Checked to see if Bohn had done anything rash
Scanned footballcoachscoop.com for some info that mattered
Ignored the formatting (They never heard of Flash?)
Checked to see if Bohn had done anything rash
Understandably, Buff fans, after all of their woes
Viewed innuendos with a Buff-colored glow
And what to our wondering eyes did appear?
The Shanahan Dynasty seemed to be near
Viewed innuendos with a Buff-colored glow
And what to our wondering eyes did appear?
The Shanahan Dynasty seemed to be near
A change is a coming - quick as you can say 'hike'
And by golly, that 'change' turned out to be St. Mike
Riding Ralphie down Pearl St. (in a blizzard) he came
Calling out all of his A.C.'s by name
And by golly, that 'change' turned out to be St. Mike
Riding Ralphie down Pearl St. (in a blizzard) he came
Calling out all of his A.C.'s by name
"Come David Gibbs, Alex Gibbs, (Barry Gibb too)!"
"Come Embree, Bieniemy, Elway and Kubs!"
"To the top of the polls! Buffaloes stand stand tall!"
"Respect my authoritah, and we'll p'own them all!"
"Come Embree, Bieniemy, Elway and Kubs!"
"To the top of the polls! Buffaloes stand stand tall!"
"Respect my authoritah, and we'll p'own them all!"
Swifter than Phil Savoy running a 'fly'
They saddled unicorns and took to the sky
O'er the top of the Packer Cafe they did flew
They flew over everything (Trumbo Fountain, too)
They saddled unicorns and took to the sky
O'er the top of the Packer Cafe they did flew
They flew over everything (Trumbo Fountain, too)
They stopped at the Fieldhouse, alit on the roof
The unicorns stumbling, and splaying their hoofs
I ran into Balch to see what had gone down
Through the roof access, Shanny Claus leaped with a bound!
The unicorns stumbling, and splaying their hoofs
I ran into Balch to see what had gone down
Through the roof access, Shanny Claus leaped with a bound!
He was dressed all in fur from his feet to his head
(So I checked to be sure Ralphie V wasn't dead)
Three Super Bowl Rings, displayed on his fingers
(At this point I've pretty well run out of zingers)
(So I checked to be sure Ralphie V wasn't dead)
Three Super Bowl Rings, displayed on his fingers
(At this point I've pretty well run out of zingers)
His rings, how they twinkled! Never seen so much bling!
Their luster convinced me. Bohn had done the right thing!
His jaw jutting forward, brows all a-furrowed
(Non-sequitur reference to Edward R Murrow...)
Their luster convinced me. Bohn had done the right thing!
His jaw jutting forward, brows all a-furrowed
(Non-sequitur reference to Edward R Murrow...)
Wearing a Black-and-Gold headset, and gritting his teeth
Through the tan of his forehead, veins bulged underneath
I offered him a sandwich of PB and jelly
(The latter of which reminds him of Kardashian's belly)
Through the tan of his forehead, veins bulged underneath
I offered him a sandwich of PB and jelly
(The latter of which reminds him of Kardashian's belly)
I told him he looked like a maniacal elf!
(Then he glared at me hard, and I piddled myself...)
But a wink of an eye, and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread
(Then he glared at me hard, and I piddled myself...)
But a wink of an eye, and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
He hung the depth charts, and returned with a jerk
He shot me the finger, and then thumbed his nose
Mooned me, then back through the access he rose
He hung the depth charts, and returned with a jerk
He shot me the finger, and then thumbed his nose
Mooned me, then back through the access he rose
Sprang to his unicorn, to the team gave a whistle
From that day on, they could all fly like missiles
I heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight
Happy Coachmas to Allbuffs! And to Allbuffs good night!
From that day on, they could all fly like missiles
I heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight
Happy Coachmas to Allbuffs! And to Allbuffs good night!
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