
‘Twas Christmas night and all through the stands Not a person was cheering, not one single fan. For down on the field, it mattered not who’d win: One team’s five and nine and the other four and ten. ∫
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Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the stands Not a person was cheering, not one single fan. They all held their breath in the brisk night air, And wondered if Santa would bypass them this year. Their faces were painted all silver and blue, With streaks of flesh-color from a stray tear or [...]