Great picture, Korzmom!
Here is another forward from my family:
>>>>> 'Twas the Night Before Detroit
>
>
> 'Twas the night before Detroit, when all through the town,
> Steeler's fans were ready for the Hawks to go down;
>
> The flags and banners were all hung with care,
> All Over Detroit, with the Steelers there;
>
> The players were nestled all snug in their beds,
> While! visions of Super Bowl danced in their heads;
>
> With Cowher in charge, I had a night cap,
> And settled down for one more night's nap;
>
> When up at Motor City there arose such a clatter,
> Seahawks fans wondered just what was the matter;
>
> For at the stadium there was a great flash,
> Someone had entered with no ticket, no cash;
>
> The moon on the breast of the ice and the snow,
> Gave the luster of mid-day to the man standing below;
>
> When what to their wondering eyes should appear,
> Who this man was, it became quite clear;
>
> The smoke from his cigar made the air gloomy,
> But they knew in a moment that it was Art Rooney;
>
> He held the team roster, the plan of attack,
> Big Ben to Hines Ward or the Bus in the back;
>
> He saw in the defense a curtain of steel,
> If they can't sack Hasselbeck then nobody will;
>
> Troy will cover the field, he'll be everywhere,
> I'm telling you 'Hawks, you better beware;
>
> His long locks of hair will flow in the breeze,
> He'll catch Matt's passes with the greatest of ease;
>
> Mr. Rooney walked the sideline; he paced to and fro,
> He wore white and gold from his head to his toe;
>
> A terrible towel he held oh so tight,
> As he looked to the heavens on that cold Detroit night; !
>
> Then the words that he spoke left all feeling quite numb,
> Lord, get us Home to Pittsburgh and my one for the thumb!!! >>>>
