Twas the Night Before the Super Bowl 'Twas the night before the Super Bowl, when along the gulf shore, Steelers fans were praying for "just one more;" The players were nestled all snug in the sack, With visions of the first NFL Six-Pack; Coach Tomlin was young, but wise for his years, So I drifted off to sleep without any fears; When at the stadium there arose some strange chatter, The Cardinals feared, what was the matter; We heard "Okel Dokel", we heard "Double Yoi," We jumped from our beds, our hearts jumped for joy; He stood at the fifty with a grin ear to ear, Steelers fans everywhere started to cheer; Then in an instant to our surprise, This little old man had tears in his eyes; He went to the booth and there took his chair, While Terrible Towels waved in the air; Then over the airwaves came his shrill voice, The Steelers Nation began to rejoice; He said, "I am back, but you know I can't stay, I just had to see my Steelers play; From my home up above, I have a great view, But I wanted to celebrate here with you; So bring on the Birds, we'll send them a flyin', On the way back to Phoenix, they will be cryin'; Ben, Hines, Troy, Jeff and all of the rest, No matter the outcome, to me you're the best;" The airwaves went silent, the stadium still, Was this just a dream, it seemed so real; In our team we have faith, in our team we have hope, But the game's not the same without Myron Cope; Written by: A.K. Young 01-23-09
