‘Twas the night before Christmas; not a peep from a mouse
As I dreamt of old favorites, of ‘Sheed and Stackhouse.
The banners that hung in the rafters with care
In the hopes that another one soon would be there.
The Tar Heels fans nestled all snug in our beds
While Coach Smith held four fingers up in our heads.
Live action finished, a December cold snap,
Had this Tar Heel blogger needing a long winter’s nap.
When out from the Dome there arose such a clatter,
I left my apartment to check out this matter.