The Night of Football Madness – A Poem by Brittany Rohm

Twas the night of my birthday, when all through the room 
There was laughter and joy, no sense of near doom 
All but one pal cheered for the great Green and Yellow 
And that one Seahawks fan was a brave little fellow 

This birthday girl sat with her friends gathered ’round 
In hopes of a victory by one Title Town 
My friends in their Pack shirts, and I in mine too 
Had just settled down, and the game we did view 

When out on the field in the opening drive 
Seattle had the ball, but failed to thrive 
So into our chairs we fans settled in 
And kept up our hopes that the Packers would win 

But that hope it did fade when the Pack got the ball 
Rodgers passed twice to Benson for no gain at all 
Then to make matters worse, the great quarterback 
Stalled in the shotgun, and how Irvin did sack! 

With the Pack starting off with a bad three and out 
An easy win for my team I was starting to doubt 
More rapid than Eagles the Hawks defense came 
And they started to mess with A. Rodgers’ game 

Not one sack, not two sacks, not three sacks, not four 
Not five sacks, or six sacks, not seven, one more! 
Things weren’t looking good for the Super Bowl studs 
To be perfectly honest, they were looking like duds 

Yellow flag after flag was thrown to the ground 
Each replacement ref was looking quite like a clown 
And at the end of the first, there was still no score 
But that would soon change, the Hawks would soon soar 

The Pack had possession, but could not get beyond 
The fifty yard line, oh, what was going on? 
Then the Hawks got the ball, the opponents did battle 
Then Wilson to Tate, no! Touchdown Seattle! 

Things didn’t look good for the pride of Green Bay 
For their crappy playing, what could they say? 
Was Raji just hungry? Did he need a quick bite? 
Why wasn’t Matthews giving more of a fight? 

Were they getting upset with all the penalties? 
C’mon, Pack, I thought, pull it together, please! 
Don’t you know it’s my birthday, and that I would like 
A win from my favorite team, and maybe a bike :) 

And then in the third, as if they had heard me 
Not one but two field goals, thanks Mason Crosby! 
At the start of the fourth, the Pack was down by just one 
They still had a chance! It wasn’t yet done! 

But in that last quarter, things got pretty weird 
And we fans soon found out there was much to be feared 
With ten minutes left, Rodgers threw for eleven 
Jennings with the touchdown! Oh, thank heavens! 

But wait, what was that? The call was reversed? 
Well, these refs screwing up was hardly a first 
Rodgers back with the ball got sacked at the two 
And another reversal! Are these refs from the zoo? 

Then with nine minutes left, the ball went to Benson 
And after running one yard, he stepped into the end zone! 
“Touchdown for the Packers!” we all gave a shout 
“They’ve got it”, I said, without one shred of doubt 

The Pack was up by five as the clock winded down 
Now the lone Seahawks fan wore the only frown 
Then like some canaries the yellow flags flew 
Three in thirty seconds, “Boo, replacements, BOO!”

At the two minute warning Green Bay still had the lead 
But the Hawks got the ball, and my sweat formed a bead 
Then I stood up and paced, my eyes glued to the screen 
“Hold them!” I shouted, “Go Yellow and Green!”

There were just less than thirty seconds to play 
Quarterback Wilson was not making headway 
He was stuck on the twenty, with eight seconds more 
It was fourth and ten, their final chance to score 

Then from the shotgun, Wilson threw the ball deep 
And in the end zone, many players did leap 
Four Packers, two Seahawks jumped into the air 
M.D. from the Pack touched it first by a hair! 

“Interception!” I shouted, then danced with delight 
But heard “Touchdown!” instead, wait, that just can’t be right! 
I had seen that Jennings had come down with the ball 
There was no joint possession, not a little, not at all 

The play was reviewed, and the call stayed the same 
And it was all over, friends, that was the game 
I sat there bewildered and stunned and appalled 
That TD was the dumbest I’d ever seen called 

Now I’ll admit that the Packers did not play their best 
Up there in the splendid Pacific Northwest 
But I heard one ref say to the fans of Green and Blue 
“Merry Christmas, Seattle, that’s our gift to you” ;)

Many thanks to Brittany for sending this in.

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