Tragedy Strikes a Double Blow

Tragedy Strikes a Double Blow By Elton Camp Crying, “Woe, oh woe is me” Scores of mournful faces I see What dire calamity did befall To elicit this distressed call? The Crimson Tide fell from grace Lost its hope of getting first place And to make dire matters worse Auburn lovers also must curse Football fanatics suffer strife About what’s important in life I’m glad the fates did choose That both of them should lose An unseemly display not to see As supporters shout with glee Coaches as virtual gods elevated Rather now, they may be hated Cries of outrage soon to spring “Winning is the only thing!” Importance put in the wrong place Reality, fanatics must now face Tide and Tigers alike in defeat Humble pie, fanatics have to eat But a lesson they won’t learn Sports worship thus to spurn About Alabama this is written But in all states folks are smitten People should be deeply ashamed As sports worshipers to be named