Twas the night before Clemson, when all through the Dome

[Crusty]

Twas the night before Clemson, when all through the Dome
Not a creature was stirring, not even Jerome,
The cleats were all hung in the lockers with care,
In hopes the Tigers soon would be there.

The Cuse were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of victory danced in their heads.
And coach and the staff still in film room
Had just settled down to plan Clemson’s doom.


The odds were against us, such was the banter,
We know how to slay giants what the heck is the matter.
Our new Quarterback we’ll bring to the fight
Tomorrow the Tigers will have such a fright.

Dressed all in Blue, with some Orange for class,
The Cuse is preparing to kick Clemson ass.
The doors of the Dome are preparing to close
Better watch out this team is hard-nosed.


Now Mackey!, now Ashton!, now, Gulley and Hickey!
On, Jarrod!, On, Flemming, on, Morris and Bristley!
Now bash em and smash em and strike like a dagger,
And send them on home with all of their swagger!

The team will respond to Number 10’s call,
Down go the Tigers national ranking and all.

Go Cuse!!!

 

[FAL]

Bravo, Crusty, bravo!

And if I might add: "And may all Clemson's grinches be ORANGE!"

 

[tigerlabel]

Twas the night before Clemson, when all through the Dome
Not a creature was stirring, not even Jerome,
The cleats were all hung in the lockers with care,
In hopes the Tigers soon would be there.

The Cuse were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of victory danced in their heads.
And coach and the staff still in film room
Had just settled down to plan Clemson’s doom.


The odds were against us, such was the banter,
We know how to slay giants what the heck is the matter.
Our new Quarterback we’ll bring to the fight
Tomorrow the Tigers will have such a fright.

Dressed all in Blue, with some Orange for class,
The Cuse is preparing to kick Clemson ass.
The doors of the Dome are preparing to close
Better watch out this team is hard-nosed.


Now Mackey!, now Ashton!, now, Gulley and Hickey!
On, Jarrod!, On, Flemming, on, Morris and Bristley!
Now bash em and smash em and strike like a dagger,
And send them on home with all of their swagger!

The team will respond to Number 10’s call,
Down go the Tigers national ranking and all.

Go Cuse!!!

Hope is a terrible thing. Once you realize it, I think you will be better off as a fan. Come 3:30 today, I think you will realize there is no Santa Claus.

 

[bballbeadle]

The muse is strong with you today, my friend! Excellent job!

 

[Crusty]

Hope is a terrible thing. Once you realize it, I think you will be better off as a fan. Come 3:30 today, I think you will realize there is no Santa Claus.

That's what Geno and Teddy said as well. Actually, Geno said it three times.

 

[rosconey]

unlike the unkle klem fans we have no bubble to burst-
for them a loss will be staggering and blow for any chance for a nc- for us a loss is just that a loss nothing more-also might change the Heisman folks view on unkle klems guy and push them toward mr T

 

[SU2NASA]

Twas the night before Clemson, when all through the Dome
Not a creature was stirring, not even Jerome,
The cleats were all hung in the lockers with care,
In hopes the Tigers soon would be there.

The Cuse were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of victory danced in their heads.
And coach and the staff still in film room
Had just settled down to plan Clemson’s doom.


The odds were against us, such was the banter,
We know how to slay giants what the heck is the matter.
Our new Quarterback we’ll bring to the fight
Tomorrow the Tigers will have such a fright.

Dressed all in Blue, with some Orange for class,
The Cuse is preparing to kick Clemson ass.
The doors of the Dome are preparing to close
Better watch out this team is hard-nosed.


Now Mackey!, now Ashton!, now, Gulley and Hickey!
On, Jarrod!, On, Flemming, on, Morris and Bristley!
Now bash em and smash em and strike like a dagger,
And send them on home with all of their swagger!

The team will respond to Number 10’s call,
Down go the Tigers national ranking and all.

Go Cuse!!!

Wow, that's very well done. Great read.

 

[SU2NASA]

Hope is a terrible thing. Once you realize it, I think you will be better off as a fan. Come 3:30 today, I think you will realize there is no Santa Claus.

Scott Shafer fed him to a bear. And then ate the bear.

 

[TigerSmith]

Wow! I can't help but like you guys. This is how fans are supposed to support their team.

Whatever happens today, I'm going to be pulling for you the rest of the year.

 

[mountaincuse]

Wow! I can't help but like you guys. This is how fans are supposed to support their team.

Whatever happens today, I'm going to be pulling for you the rest of the year.

You as well.

Been a refreshing week of banter with a real fanbase.

 

[Noexcuse]

Hope is a terrible thing. Once you realize it, I think you will be better off as a fan. Come 3:30 today, I think you will realize there is no Santa Claus.

Hope is what makes you a fan. Every sport. Every season. And btw, Santa Claus was a real person. He hung with Black Peter and terrorized little kids in Europe during the 16th Century. May they visit you in your dreams tonight.

 

[Noexcuse]

Wow! I can't help but like you guys. This is how fans are supposed to support their team.

Whatever happens today, I'm going to be pulling for you the rest of the year.

Same to you guys. Absolutely agree. This is so refreshing from what we use to put up with the supporters of the teams we played in the Big East.

 

[SU2NASA]

Hope is what makes you a fan. Every sport. Every season. And btw, Santa Claus was a real person. He hung with Black Peter and terrorized little kids in Europe during the 16th Century. May they visit you in your dreams tonight.

That would be Krampus.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Krampus

 

[Crusty]

Wow! I can't help but like you guys. This is how fans are supposed to support their team.

Whatever happens today, I'm going to be pulling for you the rest of the year.

You as well. Going to be a great rivalry.

 

[Crusty]

Bullough has his work cut out for himself.