Twas the night before The Game... Group poetry/Drinking thread

Watching OU - WVU light it up while I light it up.

I do have a bottle of the cheapest white wine I could buy--which I only bought to deglaze a pan after I sear up some scallops tomorrow. I could have some of that.

Tito’s and Soda while anxiously awaiting tomorrow.  I’ve been with my in-laws since Wednesday morning basically non-stop.  Please send more Tito’s. 

Signed,

HenneGivenSunday

Bell’s Cherry Stout and Two Hearted Ale watching no defense. Go WV and Wazzu!

I drink lots of beer,

buckeyes have lots of fear

Meyer is a scumbag, this is true

in the end tomorrow, it’ll be all Blue

Buckeyes are red, Michigan's Blue, eat a dick OSU.

Pasted to couch...debating if body needs beer.  4:00am wakeup for BCBS beer hunting and subsequent morning drinking of big stouts has made for a bum night.  But football is on?!

First team that gets a stop wins this OU - WVU match-up.

F the big 12. No defense and they dont review an obvious targeting. Onto the apple cup 

“In hopes that Chase Winovich soon would be there”: Perfect. Great parody of the original. (Chase Winovich:St. Nicholas)

Great Lake Brewing Edmund Fitzgerald Porter

Fuck Ohio

‘‘Twas the night before vengeance 

would finally be ours 

Not one buckeye uncrushed

Except Urban’s skull

A nice indica tonight 

Stella's Artois and Glenlivet 12

Sitting with a Brewery Vivant Farm Hand counting the seconds.

Been sick for a week so I'm drinking really strong tea.  I'm no poet, but these guys are summing up my feels at the moment

https://youtu.be/_tLb4eiU61Y

Haze and Blue from Big Lake Brewing in Holland

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I'm terrible at poems

Murderwolf OSU!

Ohio State

Is for shit

We are going to

Beat their dicks off

Am I doing this right?

I killed my Sailor Jerry trying to fall asleep quicker in anticipation of The Game. I'm reluctantly transitioning to my Jameson because the Sailor isn't working.

Apple Cider/Whip Cream Vodka; topped with whip cream.  Buzz commenced, switching to rye whiskey.

BTW, fuck the rest of the laundry.

BTWW, go Mountaineers! The Big 12, where defense is optional. 

I once met a buckeye,

A loathsome mouth drooler

Though I offered him a beer

And he pooped in my cooler

As he bragged of his status

As a spirit frequent flier

I reminded him harshly

Of his coach urban liar

Then he entered a rage

And velcroed his shoes

Then proceeded to fill

My fridge fridge with his poos

I wrote him a text

Then he began to plead

Can you please read it for me

I ne'er learned how to read

He said I only screw my sister

Her urban's so tight

Merry X-Xas to all 

And to all a goodnight

On the night before two teams would meet in “The Game”,
All Buckeyes fans hoped they’d see more of the same
Success they’d enjoyed for the past seventeen seasons,
As they reveled ‘bout thinking of all of their reasons
For believing there wouldn’t just be any doubt 
That they’d exit “The Horseshoe “ right after a rout.
But Wolverines fans knew it was Buckeyes’ confusion.
For eagerly swallowing their head coach’s delusion
That he’d not really known how his assistant behaved,
Despite having heard that Zach Smith was depraved.
Their season began with Urban’s three-game suspension
And whispers and rumors of booster dissension
That brought some anxiety to those fans in “The ‘Shoe”,
And that was before they were crushed by Purdue
And struggled to just barely squeak by the Terps.
So, the Buckeyes’ bravado seems just like more derps.
Though they wildly applauded and got their big laugh
When the Irish and Wolverines met in the first half
Of a game that was played on the first of September,
The results might be different this time in November
‘Cause Michigan football has just won ten straight
And this is “The Game” where they’ve circled the date.
The game plan’s been set, they’ve enjoyed a nice feast.
Buses left from The Big House and headed down east.
The Revenge Tour rolls on; let’s hope it’s with Chase
When the Wolverines battle to capture first place
‘Cause Winovich gives the great defense a push
With Gary and Hudson and Kinnel and Bush,
And Uche, Metellus, Hill, Hawkins, Mone,
And Watson and Hutchinson, Ross, Kemp and Paye.
As they’ve shown off their talent and great attitude,
It’s no wonder that Don Brown calls each of them “Dude”.
But they’ll have to play smart and take care not to gamble
Against Haskins and Dobbins, McLaurin and Campbell,
And Dixon and Weber and Victor and Hill.
Let’s hope that the refs aren’t some Buckeye shills.
If the Michigan offense comes ready to play
And if Pep makes the calls that are just right for Shea,
So that after the Wolverines get all their plays in,
There’ll be one more win – to chalk up for “Bench” Mason,
And “Haill to the Victors” will play out on the phones
Of Thomas, Hart, Moody, Nordin, Peoples-Jones
And Bredeson, Runyan, Onwenu, Ruiz
And whichever right tackle whom Warinner sees,
And Higdon, Evans, McKeon, Gentry, Perry and Tru,
Collins, Martin, Black, Eubanks and the rest of the Blue.
For Michigan fans who’ve shed too many tears
When “The Game” has been played the past 17 years,
When the Wolverines gain a great win at “The “Shoe”
And after we’ve heard the last chants of “Go Blue!”,
Let’s hope that Jim Haubaugh will be so inclined
To show off the enthusiasm unknown to mankind.
Tomorrow’s the day when the “playoffs” begin,
So it’s very important that the Wolverines win
And then beat Northwestern for this year’s Big Ten title
‘Cause to meet Alabama these wins’ll be vital.

Good Night and Go Blue!

Twas the night before the game and all through the shoe, everyone's coolers were full of poo poo. Urbs with his headaches and John coopers toupee had just finished updating Urbans new resume. 

Roses are still red

M is still blue

but when we crack the nuts

the Cotton Bowl will be our due. 

Michigan is the leaders and the best

We’re going to pass this clogged toilet test.

Buckeyes be damned thier school is a sham. 

Winovich and Gary are going to Haskins SLAM!

Paterson will snipe and Higdon will ignite,

And Collins’ and DPJ’s winged helmets will take flight

Urban will eat some sad pizza when it’s done

While Don crafts up the destruction of Clayton Thorson

In EL and Columbus we will rewrite the laws

And all will praise the dawn of the Reign of Harbaugh

We will crush our OSU-enemies. See them driven before us. And to hear the lamentations of their women.

We’re a shotgun, NO, a double barrel shotgun, and when the smoke clears it’s going to be Maize and Blue on top!!!

GO BLUE!

Fuck John Oneil 

I suck at poems and shit, but fuck Ohio State.

jaw jacker, PBR and Hindu Kush

Some poetry for all of you who were on the internet back before Football Armageddon I...

"This is the ultimate showdown (of ultimate destiny).

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions, as far as the eye can see.

And only one will survive. I wonder who it will be?

This is the ultimate showdown (of ultimate destiny)."