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 person cheered for the great Green and Yellow And that one Seasquawks fan was a brave little fellow This birthday girl sat with her friends gathered ‘round In hopes of a victory by one Title Town And Patrick in his Pack shirt, 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 maintained a strong hope 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 Though 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 weren’t looking 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 were kicked by Crosby! At the start of the fourth, the Pack was down by just one They still had a chance! It wasn’t over and 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 is 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 Seasquawks 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, 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 😉