re: Nick Saban lost his final game in Tiger Stadium.

In a spectacular fashion too. On the fifth of November


The 5th of November


Remember Remember The fifth of November,
When gridiron battles are fought
When October’s pretenders,
Are left in surrender
contenders are all in or not,

Nothing but curses, to break,
And the birth, of a era,
With something to prove,

When they think you’re a joke,
So you’re going for broke,
And that means you’ve got nothing to lose,

When they hit,
Hit back harder,
An engine of ardor,
For blind eyes can’t see any score,
By the clock
Or by fate,
There can be no debate,
When you leave nothing left on the floor,

As Tensions are rising
Keep keeping on grinding
And moments are measured by fate,
When it’s all on the line,
Then you’re All out of time
And for destiny no man shall wait,

Death Valley BOOMS a perfume of profanity
Chaos colliding with fate and calamity

Victory? Can it be!?
Epic Insanity
Onto to the field storms a sea of humanity

You know how it sounds when the band’s playing Neck
Collide with colossus he leaves you a wreck


So take all your doubts,
And return them to sender,
And remember, remember,
The fifth of November