With pride the fans came to the bowl,
Thinking their team would control
The ball on the ground
In the air all around
To the other, the bell would toll.
The match is the super big game,
Teams basking in fortune and fame.
Bowl forty and five.
One only survives.
Will next year the teams be the same?
The Packers from GreenBay did fight
The Steelers from Pittsburgh all right.
The temperatures fine
The weather divine
From Texas the game did excite.
But today with hindsight and woes
And healing the scrimmaging blows.
No media hype
No snipe or a gripe
The Steelers, their bragging, must stow.
In this life of struggle and fears,
In this time of laughter and tears.
We needed a game,
To help us stay sane
And Texas did send us the cheers.
The season's now over and done,
I didn't really care who won.
The game is the thing
As long as it brings
A code of competitive fun.
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