How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
Of Mile High Stadium, when Monday Night
Brings Dennis Miller and botched plays.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet roster changes, by flourescent or CRT light.
I love thee freely, as backs strive for touchdowns.
I love thee purely, as they turn from knockdowns.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my Giant fan's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With a lost SuperBowl--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my team!--and, if the Commissioner choose,
I shall but love thee better after the next lost bet.
[with thanks and apologies to Elizabeth Barrett Browning]
Please note, all who read this, that this is my official declaration of Freak worship-- for his mind, his football sense, his soft hands, and his amazing good looks.
With love,
mightyduck
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
Of Mile High Stadium, when Monday Night
Brings Dennis Miller and botched plays.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet roster changes, by flourescent or CRT light.
I love thee freely, as backs strive for touchdowns.
I love thee purely, as they turn from knockdowns.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my Giant fan's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With a lost SuperBowl--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my team!--and, if the Commissioner choose,
I shall but love thee better after the next lost bet.
[with thanks and apologies to Elizabeth Barrett Browning]
Please note, all who read this, that this is my official declaration of Freak worship-- for his mind, his football sense, his soft hands, and his amazing good looks.
With love,
mightyduck