A holiday gift to all Syracuse Orange fans from all of us here at TNIAAM
The Night Before Cusemas
’Twas the night before Cusemas, when all through The Loud House
Not a player was stirring, not evenJack Stenhouse
The script jerseys were hung by the lockers with care,
In hopes that lax versions soon would be there;
Otto’s Army were nestled all snug in their beds;
While flames from hibachis warmed their heads;
Then, what to Otto’s wondering eyes should appear,
A brand new Ferrari filled with big gifts
An energetic driver who had been all through the town
Otto knew in a moment it must be Fran Brown
And more rapid than promised his reindeer all came
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
“Now, Emanuel! now, Jamie! now, Jaylan and Yasin!
On, Caden! on Elijah! on, Jahkari and KingEdwards!
To the top of the Dome! to Jersey we go!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”
As dry leaves that before the lake effect storm fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the Dome top the recruits they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and Coach Elijah too.
And then, in a twinkling, Otto heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little Nike shoe
As Otto drew in their head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney Coach Fran came with a bound.
He was dressed all in Orange, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of new toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave Otto to know he had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the Dome steps he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as they he drove out of sight,
HAPPY CUSEMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!