I have decided to make today the day to post this poem. It's my feelings of what it is truly like listening to Raider fans before and after they play the Horns. With a record of 45-13 against the Raiders, there's no doubt who's the best!!!
Sunday, September 19, 2010
I have decided to make today the day to post this poem. It's my feelings of what it is truly like listening to Raider fans before and after they play the Horns. With a record of 45-13 against the Raiders, there's no doubt who's the best!!!
Monday, September 6, 2010
And leaves on the trees start to turn brown.
That’s how you know that life has begun
For those who are glad that summer is done.
With the change of the seasons comes the thing
That makes Texans’ hearts start to sing.
The crisp air that brings in the fall
Is the same air that carries the sounds of football.
Fans wave the colors of their alma maters;
Players wear the pride of their fathers.
Cheerleaders jump, cheer and dance;
Bands play fight songs and victory chants.
Coaches are fired up with calling the plays,
In hopes of seeing the season last more days.
For if they set their minds to December,
They could win a title that all will remember.
A state championship is the goal for all teams,
But only a few see the reality of those dreams.
So for now the game’s played week by week
While winning is what each team will seek.
Rivalries and heroes will both be made
For the sake of the game that will be played.
If you want to see what Texas lives for,
Come and take a Friday night tour.
Drive through any town and look for the lights
That shine on those young faces so bright.
You can’t miss the place you need to be;
Cars and buses are parked as far as the eye can see.
Come in and enjoy the sights and sounds
At the game where the heart of a champion is found.