As if we haven't heard enough shit about how stupidly excited we all are.... In honor of tomorrow...
Beerdrops on noses, and tailgate chair sittin,
Cold mugs of elk creek and new drunk mems’ written.
Brown paper baggin it, while the washboard man sings,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Cream colored farm boys and darker ones too,
Playing for the Huskers, the lucky chosen few.
Repping the big 10 in hopes of that ring,
these are few of my favorite things.
Running and chanting aside old college friends,
Looking like assholes all dressed in the red.
Screaming so loudly for weeks your throat stings,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Girls in skanky dresses with red Satin sashes,
Back Rail dirty dancing in pursuit of new rashes.
Long drunken game days that turn to drunk-eating,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Clear shots of rumple and Goldy ones too,
Sloppy gameday drinking, it’s the best thing to do.
All dignity lost from the kick off whistle ring,
These are few of my favorite things.
When Martinez goes down with an itch,
When Pelini acts like a bitch.
When I'm feeling blue....
I simply remember my favorite things,
and then I just keep..........
Drinking.
Cheers to a new season in the Big 10. See you tomorrow...
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