TWO MINUTE WARNING
- Mad Yankee
- Aug 13, 2018
- 1 min read
For Belichik, Kraft and Tom Brady, too You know your comeuppance is long overdue
The long arm of justice will finally prevail, even if it moves at the pace of a snail
And one of these days you may all be in jail How could that Hail Mary pass possibly fail?
The spying, the footballs, the wireless mikes, you know we’re not fooled by all those Facebook likes
The day of decision is upcoming fast The run of good luck that you’ve had just can’t last
Destroying a cell phone the fans are aghast There is no zone defense to stop this forecast
You reap what you sow don’t forget that old saying No matter the innocent claims you’re portraying
Ask Aaron Hernandez your former tight end He learned it the hard way some rules you can’t bend
And wound up in jail with a lifetime to spend The Shotgun sometimes is quite hard to defend
It’s simply bad luck all the footballs were flat, cause we know Tom Brady just won’t go for that
Yet every game comes to what they call crunch time You won’t win them all irrespective the crime
The clock will run out there are hills you can’t climb No matter the spiral pass thrown so sublime
The Krafts and the Sterlings, the Bradys, the Roses, feign love for the game as they stare down their noses
But there’s always a time when they call out your name You must sell the team; there’s no Hall of Fame
And all the rest of us say What a shame That old prevent defense has cost you the game
Comments