Twas the night before RCTmas, and all through the server,
RCT readers were chilling, not exactly creating a fervor.
Their stockings were hung on the goalposts with care,
Hoping for a football coach soon to be there.
The readers were all nestled in their beds
While visions of another Orange Bowl danced in their heads.
In the yard there arose quite a clatter,
And we all ran to see what was the matter.
We sprang to the window at record speed,
And looking outside, what did we see?
In the window we saw the reflection of our smiles,
Because holy shit Kansas hired Les Miles.