Twas the night after Auburn and all through the land, not a Roll Tide was uttered by a Crimson Tide fan. - They used to be boisterous, they used to be loud, they used to be boastful and cocky and proud. - But they lost all their swagger, they lost all their swing. For one little second had changed everything. - The score, it was even. The clock had run dry. When Nicholas Saban then started to cry. - He demanded a second be put on the clock. The worst that could happen? A miss or a block. - But fate it is fickle, and greed has a price, and what happened next just wasnt too nice. - The previous kicks, wide left and wide right. So he put in a rookie, twas not very bright. - The kick was a boomer of 56 yards, but the extra yard needed was not in the cards. - And back in the endzone a lone Tiger stood. He caught that ol football, he caught it real good. - He started to run, he heard the cheers grow. The Crimson Tide offense? Too fat and too slow. - One hundred and nine he ran for a score. If needed he could have ran one hundred more. - The crowd it erupted while storming the field. The Crimson Tides season was settled and sealed. - A cry of War Eagle soon scattered the plain. Nick Sabans expression was one of pure pain. - And in Tuscaloosa you could hear a pin drop. And in Tallahassee a tomahawk chop. - For the night after Auburn the Tide does not roll. The new boss in town wears Garnet and Gold. Chuck Porretto 12-01-13
Posted on: Mon, 02 Dec 2013 16:04:57 +0000