O Raiders! My Raiders! O Raiders! my Raiders! our fearful trip is done;McCown throws naught but INTs, Jordan can scarcely run;The end is near, the horns I hear, the talking heads all staring,While follow eyes the silver and black, the D once grim and daring:But O sack! sack! sack!O the offense fled,Where on the field my Raiders lie,Fallen cold and dead.
In short, this blog is about the Oakland Raiders football team and their imberrising performance displayed in front of a national television audience. The reason I like this blog is because it is a spoof on another poem I know called "Oh Captain, My Captain". Sometimes being a Raider makes you feel as if you are the one lying dead in the middle of the field.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
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