‘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!