January 11, 2009

Charge This!



The Chargers are hot
And Sproles is a beast
But that doesn't mean
That the Wood can't feast

Today is the day
The Chargers will feel
Exactly what it's like
To taste Pittsburgh steel

Rivers and Jackson
And Gates and the rest
Better be prepared
For a truly tough test

Ben's head may be tender
That much is true
But that doesn't mean
He can't shit on you

Stomach's in knots
I'm nervous as hell
This game can't start too soon
I think you can tell

We've been waiting two long weeks
Leading up to this day
So don't let us down, Steelers
Just put this one away

Liveblog is a go. Cue that shit up around 4:30. I'll bring the beers. Someone please bring Xanax. In fact, I could really use one right now. If you need something to do in the meantime, feel free to check out the latest [Unnamed] Steelers Pregame Show.

HERE WE GO, STEELERS! HERE WE GO!



Worst gameday poem of the season?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

"Ben's head may be tender
That much is true
But that doesn't mean
He can't shit on you"


Robert Frost can kiss your ass.