A Raider Christmas

 Here is a Christmas Poem. Raiders style.

Twas the night before Chrismas

and all thru the Nation.

The Raiders where winning

and not on my Playstation.

The children were nestled in their Silver and Black beds.

With visions of McFadden running through their heads.

My girlfriend in her Pink Russell jersey and I in my cap

had just settled down for the post game wrap.

When out on the screen their rose such a clatter

I lept at the TV to see what was the matter.

I picked up the phone and dialed up the haters

and yelled at the top of my lungs RRRRAAAAAIIIIDDDDEEEERRRRSSSSS!

When what should my wondering eyes should appear

but an old man in a walker full of holiday cheer.

He seemed much happier especially after their last loss

I knew an an instant that it was the Boss!

The players they huddled as soon as he came

he wistled and shouted and called them by name.

Now Russell! Now McFadden!

Now Nnamdi and Morrison!

On Zach! On Fargas!

And thank god for you Henderson!

To Tampa Bay we are headed to ruin their season

Johnnie Lee do your dance you don't need a reason!

Big Al got back on his walker and went out of sight

Yelling Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!!

Merry Christmas to everyone at S & BP and have a safe holiday.

Don't Drink and drive! Cops are in full force this weekend!