Twas the night before Christmas in a Burgh that I know The stadium was empty and the lights did not glow The uniforms hung in the lockers with pride with the helmets, with emblems on only one side The players and coaches had been gone for a while I sent them home early with a holiday smile So I cleared off my desk and was ready to leave to spend time at home on this Christmas eve When out by the lockers I heard a loud clatter I ran from the office to see what was the matter I ran down the hall just as fast as can be and stopped at the door I was trying to see I heard someone walking some concern this did cause Then I gasped when I saw it was Santa Clause He was dressed not in red but in gold trimmed with black and I watched as he pulled all the gifts from his sack Some fumbles, some pics, and some sacks for the "D" And a ball for Kris Brown that flies straight as can be The receivers got touchdowns A long bomb for Slash and a defensive back for the Bus to smash Every player and coach got a gift of some kind but what would he leave me? Lots of thoughts crossed my mind I watched as he carried his bag down the hall but he started to leave he left me nothing at all So with fire in my eyes and spit on my lip I yelled 'cross the room "Hey man what's your trip" "I watched as you gave all those gifts to my crew but you're giving me nothing what wrong did I do?" He turned and he smiled and he said just one thing "When you get to New Orleans you'll get your Super Bowl ring" Sue McAlister HOME PAGE: www.Painter-McAlister.com Administrator for: PA-PITTSBURGH and PA-WESTMORELAND-HISTORIC Administrator for: BALLES, ECKER, KELLAWAY, KELLOWAY, MCCALLISTER, MCALLISTER, SKELLY, PAINTER, PAYNTER Administrator for: Adoption, Mystery, Horror, Stay-At-Home-Moms, M-W- C, Nost-TV, Palm-Gen and Westie --- Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). Version: 6.0.313 / Virus Database: 174 - Release Date: 1/2/2002