Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak January;
And each slow read brought the QB upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the 1st down; — vainly watched only a delay draw
From my sofa surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the non-existant deep ball —
For the rare and noodle-armed deep pass — watching an offense that's such a bore
**** Matt Cassel here for evermore.