Twas the night before Grey Cup...

Twas the night before Grey Cup, and all through the Dome,

Not a creature was stirring, but the gophers back home.

The players were nestled and snug in their beds,

While visions of Grey Cup Rings danced in their heads.

When out on the field, there arose such a clatter,

Kent sprang from his bed to see what was the matter,

Away to his window, he flew like a flash,

Threw aside the Green Curtains, and Silky White Sash.

And what did he see with his wondering eye?

But a sea of Green Revelers and a furry brown guy.

“That looks like Dominguez, and Flick and Fantuz!?

“Its way after curfew! Do they want us to lose???

So, out of his room and down to the field,

Coach Austin stormed out with a fury to wield.

As he went through the tunnel, the ground shook with a beat,

From the dancing and prancing of ten thousand feet.

“Hey Coach,? cried a voice, “Whatcha doing down here??

It was Szarka and Schultz, and they were handing out beer!

Chucky and Chick were grilling up Dogs,

With Burgers being served by O’Day and the Hogs.

Crandall cooked Hot Wings, Joseph grilled steak,

While Cates, Holmes, and Hughes helped Makowsky serve cake.

“This is nuts!? Austin shouted, “It’s one-thirty AM!?

“I expected some revelry, but this is mayhem!?

Eric Tillman tapped Austin, “ You’re not Eagle Keys -?

“But I’m not Berry , or Gotta, or Gregory – so PLEASE!?

“You’re all waddling around here like Wascana geese!?

“And in need of a dance coach like Donald Narcisse.?

“Now, you’ve all had your fun, so back to your rooms.?

But then Austin ’s nose picked up the barbecue fumes.

Then Green Is The Color rang out through the air,

As Congi and Boreham played Banjos with flair.

On Davis , on Johnson, on Coach Ritchie Hall,

Even old Alex Smith flashed a smile after all,

On Lloyd, on McCullough, on Hunt and on Perry,

On Kornegay, Frazier, and yes, even Kerry.

The skydome then filled with a soft greenish glow,

And the whole Rider Nation set poised for a show.

An S and a wheat sheaf then formed in the air,

And a smile took the place of Coach Kent Austin’s glare.

Then everyone there, the players, the fans,

They formed a big circle by all holding hands,

Then right in the centre appeared the Grey Cup,

Which Fairholm and Ridgeway and Elgaard picked up.

They handed it over to Ritchie and Kent,

Who called Kerry and Eddie, and off the Cup went.

It was passed round the field, past heroes to present,

While Gainer dug holes for the Blue Bomber Peasants.

That music was heard coast to coast people say

And they say Rider Pride grew three sizes that day.

Everyone left there dreaming of Blue Bomber doom.

And they sent all the Banjos to Troy Westwood’s Room.



...from facebook.


best story/poem ive ever read pretty much.



It was pretty good, except when I read the line, “But a sea of Green Revelers and a furry brown guy,” I thought you ‘furry brown guy’ was a reference to Gainer. But then the next line says, “That looks like Dominguez, and Flick and Fantuz!” I don’t want to know who of those three is the ‘furry brown guy.’ :lol:

I think they say that cause there all supporting beards

Very Good


Worst poem ever written....

Go Bombers!!!

Very, very impressive! Quite a lot that made me chuckle.

Kudos to the author!

Nice. Can't wait for your "Gainer Got Run Over by a Reindeer" rendition... creepy rodent.

cflgameanyone- I hand over the song laureate title to you. Brilliant with a connection to the past as well. Moving my friend. I salute you!!
An Old Turkey!

Unfortunately I cannot take credit for authoring this bit of genius. Brings a tear to the eye doesn't it? The author is a man named John McEntyre. I hope everyone enjoys it as much as us! In the future, I would love to try and earn the title you have bestowed upon me, fair enough?


For me, nothing beats Grey Cup Fever!

That was excellent.
Well written.
It is something that you all can say together maybe next year,lol
Cause you wont be singing it this year,lololol
Go Blue!!!

:) Nice feature on your wonderful poem in the Saskatoon Star Phoenix!!!!!!!!!!! :thup: it is...and I remind everyone that it was, in fact, Reginan John McEntyre who penned the revised poem.

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