T’WAS THE NIGHT(MARE) AFTER NEW YEAR’S
T’was the night after New Year’s, and all through the Dome,
Not a Gator was stirring, they’d all headed home.
The Cardinals had hung ’round, to cheer on their team
Who’d beaten the Gators, pretty bad it had seemed.
I in orange and blue t-shirt, with an F on my cap
Would have been better off if I’d taken a nap.
‘Stead I watched in sheer horror as the Gators went down
To a team from the Big East who’d stormed into town.
They conquered the Quarter, and filled up the Square,
With Cardinal red, leaving nothing to spare.
They yelled out the letters C-A-R-D
Til you were sick to your stomach from all the spelling
Gator fans weren’t excited, few tickets were bought.
Surely the Gators would kill them, or so they had thought.
But on the first play from scrimmage, Driskel threw a pick six
From there it went downhill, as Louisville kept moving the sticks
Quickly down 7-0, the Gators had been here before,
But now it was time to even the score.
Our defense had fought hard, shut down every good team
The Cards should be nothing, or so it did seem.
The defense started out good, with big hits all around
Surely the Cardinals would shrivel up and go down.
But the Cards had one weapon, the Gators hadn’t yet seen
An underrated quarterback who arrived on the scene.
Bridgewater dropped, and threw pass after pass
Stop him they tried, but cried “whoa” and “alas”
With a Cardinal on his helmet, and an “S” on his shirt,
He ate Gators for breakfast; lunch, dinner, dessert.
The top rated defense looked slow and confused,
As Teddy picked them apart and left them abused.
The weak Gator O, had nary a chance,
To climb back in the game, and do a victory dance.
They tried all they could, with all of their might,
Yet couldn’t stop Teddy, who has a Heisman in sight.
If there’s one lesson to learn, in this morality play,
Don’t cut short your opponent, or they will make you pay.
Will Muschamp was hung in effigy that night
By loyal Gator fans appalled at the sight,
Of the Gators being handed their arse on a plate
By a team from the Big East, a league not so great.
So the echoes were heard from far and from wide,
They were cries of the Gators who’s tails were deep fried.
But don’t hang your heads low, don’t run and don’t fear,
The Gators truly are back, and “Will” stay year to year.
So hold your heads up, Gator gear wear with pride,
Strap yourself in, enjoy the wonderful ride.
Just remember one thing from the Dome to the Swamp,
Happy New Year to all, and to all a good Chomp!