It’s been a while since we have done this, but if this is not the moment, I don’t know when is! Many of you write excellent haiku and I hope you will step up with your offerings. We have a lot of nervous energy to get out (or maybe that’s just me?) and that is often when creativity blooms. Here is a limerick.
There once was a baller named Buddy
Whose coach all the folks like to study.
The dad’s a pariah
The son a messiah
In twain they beat other teams bloody!
I also wrote song lyrics. This song was in my head all week and I couldn’t figure it out. Then this morning I did.
HALLELUJAH
(Leonard Cohen)
Now I've heard we shouldn't be in the Dance
That Syracuse don't deserve the chance
Cos you don't really care for Orange, do ya?
So sorry, we ain't going home
Because, you see, we're IN THE ZONE!
Orange Nation shouts a mighty hallelujah!
Made it through, ya
What's it to ya?
Made it through, ya!
Halle-Loo-ooh-ooh-ooh-YA!
Our faith was strong, but you needed proof
So we shot the ball right through the roof
Our offense, friends, it simply overthrew ya.
We shot from near, we shot from far
And Buddy Buckets became a star!
And from Orange lips was raised the hallelujah!
Made it through, ya
What's it to ya?
Made it through, ya!
Halle-Loo-ooh-ooh-ooh-YA!
Well, people, we've been here before
We know this dance and we've played the floor
Our coach, so "old," he shouldn't really fool ya.
So he'll make a plan, and he'll make it great
We're marching to the Elite Eight
With nothing on our lips but hallelujah!
Made it through, ya
What's it to ya?
Made it through, ya!
HALLE-LOO-OOH-OOH-OOH-YA!
People can also add onto these stanzas, which could be fun. Not could be, will be! Let’s go, Orange!
