The Charge of the Light Brigade Or
The Red Zone
Half a yard, half a yard half a yard forward all in the valley of the red zone rode the eleven Forward!! offensive line charge for the touchdown into the valley of victory rode the team
Forward !! offensive line was there a man slacking not tho’ the QB knew someone has blundered their’s not to make reply their’s not to reason why Their’s but to do or die into the valley of the red zone rode the team
guards to right of them tackles to left of them defensive backs in front of them trash talk, boldly they ran into the jaws of defense into the mouth of hell rode the team
flashed all their helmets bare flashed as they tackled in the air charging the line, while all the fans stared plunged into the hole to try for the goal right thru the line they broke blocking back, and ball carrier reel’d from the deft stroke shatter’d and sunder’d
that they had fought so well back from the mouth of hell all that was left rode the team
when can their glory fade on the wild charge they made, all the fans wondered honor the charge they blundered honor the noble team alas’ another shattered dream rode the team
{ Tennyson would have liked the NFL }
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