I had some fun with this on Twitter the actual night before Grey Cup, but I went through and finished it as a fun little project to wrap up my time at the CFL. Enjoy!
was the night before Grey Cup,
And all through the stade,
Not a light graced the big screens,
Not even an ad.
The hopes were all hung by the sidelines with care,
In hopes Earl Grey’s trophy soon would be theirs.
The players were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of championships danced in their heads.
And mamma in her jersey, and I in my cap,
Had brought blankets and mitts for a long winter’s scrap,
When out on the field there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the press box to see what was the matter.