This poem by Trey Solorio has been making it's away around the internet. I just thought I'd post it here.
'Twas the night before the sweet 16 and all through Peoria
All of the fans were talking, you could feel the ora.
GO BU signs were hung from windows with great care,
With hopes that soon, the BU Braves would be Elite and we would all be there.
The players were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Memphis danced through their heads.
And Coach Les in his room with playbook in lap,
About to lay down for a sweet, sweet nap.
Before he knew, he was fast asleep,
While in his slumber, he dreamt of defeat.
Jim was not worried he knows how strong his team is,
Later the next day, this is where the game is:
His Braves are down 4 with just minutes to go
The fans in Oakland were pacing to and fro.
Then, suddenly with no such warning,
An onslaught of Braves came on scoring.
Coach whistled and shouted and called them by name.
"Now Patrick, Now 'Cellus, Now D' Ruff, Boogie, and J.J.
On D.A., On Bennet, On Andrews, and Franklin
Go Heemskerk, Go Brown, Go Crouch, and Lavin.
We need these baskets so sink them all!
Pass it to Patrick for G-d's sake, he's 7 feet TALL!"
As the ball was passed down, into the paint
The fans were so nervous I was sure they would faint.
Down by two, with just ticks on the clock
Patrick O'Bryant had the ball on the strong side block.
He faked left and went right, but had no where to go
Pat looked for a teammate to whom the ball he could throw.
Like a hawk watching prey, he looked with his eye
And saw Danny Adams flashing by.
D.A. darted directly to the weak side corner
There he set-up for the game winning three pointer.
Patrick threw D.A. the perfect pass,
And Danny knew if he missed, Patrick would kick his ass.
Danny let the shot fly and guess what the ball met?
Absolutely nothing but the bottom of the NET!
Who would have guessed, by a point, THE BRAVES HAD WON!
Bradley fans exploded as the arena came undone.
Carney and Williams couldn't believe their eyes,
As Tigers fans around the world let out loud cries.
The Elite Eight was ours, to the nation's surprise
And there Gonzaga will meet their demise.
Less than 2 hours later, on ESPN
Digger Phelps was confronted with questions of the Braves AGAIN!
He took an ounce of time to reflect,
And said with truth, "Bradley, you have earned my respect".
The night was great for players, fans, and coaches too
The Braves were still dancing, and the arena was a zoo.
Coach Les left these words, before he ducked out of sight
"Elite Eight here we come, the 'Zags will be defeated on Saturday night".