Back in August when the pursuit began,
When our team laid out their impending plan,
To win the Super Bowl as all other teams do;
But only one is victorious when it is all through.
We gave it all we got; hence we are here,
In line to win the biggest game of the year.
We stood in line to hear the National Anthem
With sweaty palms and nervous fingers, we men,
With our plan zooming through our busy minds,
To taste the fruit of victory and all it combines.
We took the opening kickoff with serious intent,
To keep marching down the field to the very end.
When the game clock read zero, the victory was ours.
We had the plan, the perseverance, and the powers.
Football is a game of execution and planning,
Along with the ability to stick to the plan.