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"Twas the night before Christmas, when all through South Bend
Not a creature was stirring, neither rooster nor hen"
The banners were hung on the stadium with care,
In hopes that St. Charlie soon would be there
The alumni were nestled all snug in their beds,
With dreams of Leahy and Holtz in their heads;
While the students at the Grotto, down by the lake,
Were just giving thanks for a long winter break...
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear
A high-powered offense: the champions next year!
With a large and proud leader, so friendly and nice
I knew in a moment it must be Coach Weis
As fast as Four Horsemen, onward they came
He whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now Hoyte, Now Samardzija, Walker, Fasano
On Stovall, On Shelton, Wooden, Anastascio"...
To the top of the rankings, to the top of them all
"Now throw a-way, run a-way, and dive for the ball!
We will move like the wind, our runners will fly
And just for balance, we'll take to the sky!
So up to the top of the rankings they flew
With a big book of plays, and Brady Quinn too...
Weis commanded the team on fourth downs to throw
Through hail and through fog, through sleet and through snow
Weis had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed, like a BCS bowl-ful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, and so sure of himself,
That I cheered when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know, Ohio State would be dead
And I heard him call plays, for winning that game
"Merry Christmas to all. And love thee Notre Dame!
By John Rosemeyer (only part)
Not a creature was stirring, neither rooster nor hen"
The banners were hung on the stadium with care,
In hopes that St. Charlie soon would be there
The alumni were nestled all snug in their beds,
With dreams of Leahy and Holtz in their heads;
While the students at the Grotto, down by the lake,
Were just giving thanks for a long winter break...
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear
A high-powered offense: the champions next year!
With a large and proud leader, so friendly and nice
I knew in a moment it must be Coach Weis
As fast as Four Horsemen, onward they came
He whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now Hoyte, Now Samardzija, Walker, Fasano
On Stovall, On Shelton, Wooden, Anastascio"...
To the top of the rankings, to the top of them all
"Now throw a-way, run a-way, and dive for the ball!
We will move like the wind, our runners will fly
And just for balance, we'll take to the sky!
So up to the top of the rankings they flew
With a big book of plays, and Brady Quinn too...
Weis commanded the team on fourth downs to throw
Through hail and through fog, through sleet and through snow
Weis had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed, like a BCS bowl-ful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, and so sure of himself,
That I cheered when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know, Ohio State would be dead
And I heard him call plays, for winning that game
"Merry Christmas to all. And love thee Notre Dame!
By John Rosemeyer (only part)
