A Holiday Poem from Ohio Sports Zone

Twas the night before game day when all throughout Athens

Students were cheering because winning happens

The banners were hung on Court Street with care

In hopes that a winning title would be there

 

The students were nestled all snug in their beds

While visions of trophies danced in their heads

And Kayla in her sweatshirt and I in my jersey

We knew Ohio was going to show no mercy

 

The out on the field there arose such a clatter

I sprang from my couch to see what was the matter

I grabbed the remote in a dash

Just in time to hear the 110 play such a smash

 

The moon on the breast of the newly laid turf

Showed the colors of green and white on the surf

Then what to my wandering eyes should appear

But a bobcat team showing no fear

 

Then a little old coach, so lively and quick

I knew in a moment it must be Frank Solich

More rapid than flashers his courses they came

And he whistled and shouted, and called them by name

 

Now Tettleton! Now Blankinship! No Boykin and Foster

ON Weller! On Bass! ON Lewis and Carpenter!

To the end of the field, to the end of the zone!

Now touchdown, Now touchdown! Let’s get the ball thrown

 

He sprang to his sideline to his team gave a whistle

All their hard work was sure beneficial

Although this game has yet to roam

Happy Holidays to all, from all of us at Ohio Sports Zone