Friday, November 17, 2006

Schembechler passes away.

And a hush fell over the Buckeye faithful
With the news of Bo's passing
Each looked to the other,
With fear in their eyes,
Wondering indeed,
If there would be a Buckeye surprise!

Would their only hope of happiness,
self-satisfaction and pride,
Would their sole salvation
Be something to deride?

Suddenly now doubt crept into the Buckeye faithful,
Shivers and jitters and shakes abound.
Hark, what 'tis that I hear?
Who would be this interloper, this Ohio stadium meddler,
It can't be, No, God, it can't!
Oh! 'tis indeed, the ghost of Schembechler.


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