Twas the morning of Game A, when all through Gillette, not a vendor was stirring not even to bet.
The banners were hung in the stadium with care, with hopes that a sixth one soon would be there.
Ozzy was blaring volume ten through the speakers, and it was hard not to skip in my navy blue sneakers.
Chung & Gilmore went through their warm-up drills, and over on the sideline, a hero named Bill.
With Kraft in his blazer, and I in my Wilfork jersey it was time to settle down for a Brady-free match.
When what to my wondering eyes did appear, but a recovering Edelman jogging onto the field!
Quarters one & two dragged on by…I may has well have sung my niece a lullaby.
But what do you know?! The second half team put on quite a show!
With a first win in the books and a sparkle in my eye, it was time to wish my reliable boys goodbye.
Merry football season to all, and to all a great game!