grog
Chief Instigation Officer
We really can't hold a Candlestick to the Niners.
Our karma, who art a Niner,
Harbaughed be thy game,
Thy runs will score,
Thy team will Gore on turf
And as they pass through the heavens.
Give us this day our weakly defense.
And forgive our Montana like passes,
As we allow Colin to kick our asses.
And lead Moss into the red zone,
But deliver us from the end zone.
For karma is the kingdoom,
The power and glory,
For down after down.
Amen.
Hail Frisco, red and gold,
Justin Smith is with thee,
Bested art Pats among Niners,
and Kaepernicked are the backs of our defense,
Crabtree.
Holey moley, our chances suck,
We are not winners,
now until the homefield of our loss,
Doomed Men.
Our karma, who art a Niner,
Harbaughed be thy game,
Thy runs will score,
Thy team will Gore on turf
And as they pass through the heavens.
Give us this day our weakly defense.
And forgive our Montana like passes,
As we allow Colin to kick our asses.
And lead Moss into the red zone,
But deliver us from the end zone.
For karma is the kingdoom,
The power and glory,
For down after down.
Amen.
Hail Frisco, red and gold,
Justin Smith is with thee,
Bested art Pats among Niners,
and Kaepernicked are the backs of our defense,
Crabtree.
Holey moley, our chances suck,
We are not winners,
now until the homefield of our loss,
Doomed Men.