A holiday gift to all Syracuse Orange fans from all of us here at TNIAAM
'Twas the night before Cusemas, when all through the Dome
Not a creature was stirring, the fans were all home
The home jerseys were hung by the lockers with care,
While visions of CFP home games danced in their heads;
With Otto in his cape and brand new DART cap
Had just settled their brains on the 1st Holiday Bowl snap
When out on the Quad there arose such a clatter,
Otto sprang from their bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the concourse Otto flew like a pass from Kyle
Tore open the curtains and let out a smile
The moon light on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
But a miniature sleigh and eight Orange-clad reindeer,
With a bearded figure in the front yelling out loud
Otto knew in a moment Coach Brown emerged from that cloud
More rapid than a quick out his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
But his Nikes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A collection of recruits he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! His smile, how merry
His cheeks were like oranges, his nose like a cherry!
His mouth was drawn up in a smile
And it spread across his face like it went on for a mile
That look when he smiled turned Otto's legs into jelly.
And filled all the fans stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And away they all flew to South Campus quick as a missile
But Otto heard Fran exclaim, as he flew out of sight --
"Winners Get Washed so have a good Christmas night!"