Several times over the years I have taken Clement Clarke Moore’s Christmas Even poem ‘A Visit from St. Nicholas’ and adapted it into New York Giants version. It has been a few years since I have given this a whirl, but this year’s historically bad circumstances made it seem like a good year to give it a try.
I hope you enjoy. Have a safe and Merry Christmas!
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through John Mara’s house
Everyone was stirring, with drones flying above making them all grouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that better days for the franchise soon would be there;
The players were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of Cam, Shedeur and Jalen danced in their heads;
Joe Schoen in his ‘kerchief, and Brian Daboll in his cap,
Were in their offices with locked doors hoping not to become ousted riff-raff,
When out on the turf there arose such a clatter,
They sprang from their laptops to see what was the matter.