Fourth and Goal.

lol a sports poem... from October 17, 2006

Team of destiny is knocking on the door,
Team of lost hope is sleeping on the shore.
Chicago -- what a beautiful skyline,
Phoenix -- looking for any clear sign.
Bears by the stream looking to devour,
Cardinals who's hopes have turned sour.
Twenty to three they were outnumbered,
Second half their wide outs were covered.
Defence stepped up to make the plays,
The rookie, the commentator's praise.
Offence couldn't start their motor all night,
The coach looked like he's about to fight.
The team of destiny is six and oh,
The team of lost hope really, really blows.