Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house,
Griz fans were ruing, another bad loss.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that a Big Man, soon would be there.
The freshmen were nestled all snug in their bunks,
Dreaming of thunderous, posterized dunks.
My wife in her Griz gear, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap.
When out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter,
I rose from my bed to see what was the matter.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear;
But a seven-foot sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer;
With a tall lean driver, so lithe and quick:
I knew immediately, A lottery pick!
He spoke not a word, but went straight to work,
Woke all the freshman with a sudden jerk.
And I knew right then, as they danced and pranced,
He'd soon lead the Griz to a great Big Dance.
Then I heard them all say, as they flew down the court,
Merry Christmas to Griz fans, thanks for your support!
Griz fans were ruing, another bad loss.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that a Big Man, soon would be there.
The freshmen were nestled all snug in their bunks,
Dreaming of thunderous, posterized dunks.
My wife in her Griz gear, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap.
When out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter,
I rose from my bed to see what was the matter.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear;
But a seven-foot sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer;
With a tall lean driver, so lithe and quick:
I knew immediately, A lottery pick!
He spoke not a word, but went straight to work,
Woke all the freshman with a sudden jerk.
And I knew right then, as they danced and pranced,
He'd soon lead the Griz to a great Big Dance.
Then I heard them all say, as they flew down the court,
Merry Christmas to Griz fans, thanks for your support!
