‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through Ford Field,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a cheer.
The jerseys were hung in the lockers with care,
In hopes that a victory soon would be there.
The fans were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of touchdowns danced in their heads.
And Roary in his jersey, with a game-winning roar,
Was ready to cheer like never before!