Saturday, September 7, 2019

A visit from Pat

'Twas the night before the Chiefs season and all through the city,
No one could sleep in anticipation of seeing BDP

The #15 jerseys were hung on the doors with care
In hopes they would soon see Patrick's iconic hair

Children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of Mahomes Magic Crunch danced in their heads
Momma laid out her Oakleys and I found my Zubaz
Ready to watch the Chiefs throttle the Jags!

When out on the Internet there arose such a clatter
I fired up my Twitter to see what was the matter

Away to my notifications I clicked in a hurry
Checked my mentions to see if I should worry

The news was trending like a fast-spreading meme
Disdain and anger were all that it seemed

ESPN and Rapsheet both had the report
New England signed AB; I let out a snort

"That guy's just a diva, even though he can ball"
 I whispered as I thought, "This isn't good at all"

 But soon in a pinch, a thought came to mind
Someone could save us, all in good time

He was muscular and strong, a right jolly old fellow
He wore a headband and looked good in red and yellow
He put ketchup on steak, which seems kind of weird
Only 23 years old, and he can't grow a beard!
His voice was froggish, his hair like a mop
But he makes plays on the field that no one could top

A wink of his eye and a flick of his wrist
Soon puts his stats at the top of the list

I knew then and there in my little old dome
We had nothing to fear because we had Mahomes

We hadn't seen Patrick throw in a week
Would he no-look it to Kelce, or launch it to Reek?
I thought of these questions as I lay down to bed
Didn't care about AB, the Pats would soon be dead

Patrick's our QB, we will be all right
Merry Opening Day to all and to all a good night!