Twas the night before sanctions, when all through the grove,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a confused out of water shark on a stroll.
The media wanna-be's "hit pieces" were craftily shared,
In hopes the ncaa, or anyone, would actually care.
The bulldogs were nestelled all snug in their beds,
While visions of an upcoming bowl game danced in their heads.
And Bjork with his wrestling belt and Luke with his smell-the-fart glee,
Hoped to enjoy an Egg Bowl victory.
When at outside counsel's office there arose such a clatter,
The confederates arose to see what was the matter.
A letter had come from the ncaa to the bears,
To inform them that sanctions would soon be down there.
They spun and they spun, attacking bulldogs to no avail,
But all that was left was to pray and to wail.
"It's all Leo's fault!", "Dan, it's not fair!" Was their cry,
But anyone with half a brain just turned and rolled eyes.
It may be worse than thought, it may be better,
But none will know for certain until they open that letter.
So, no matter the severity...bowl bans, schollies, show cause,
It's been fun to watch them squirm and shout at the walls.
So, from bulldogs everywhere to rebels, bears, and landsharks alike,
Merry Sanction's Eve to all, and to all a good night.
Not a creature was stirring, not even a confused out of water shark on a stroll.
The media wanna-be's "hit pieces" were craftily shared,
In hopes the ncaa, or anyone, would actually care.
The bulldogs were nestelled all snug in their beds,
While visions of an upcoming bowl game danced in their heads.
And Bjork with his wrestling belt and Luke with his smell-the-fart glee,
Hoped to enjoy an Egg Bowl victory.
When at outside counsel's office there arose such a clatter,
The confederates arose to see what was the matter.
A letter had come from the ncaa to the bears,
To inform them that sanctions would soon be down there.
They spun and they spun, attacking bulldogs to no avail,
But all that was left was to pray and to wail.
"It's all Leo's fault!", "Dan, it's not fair!" Was their cry,
But anyone with half a brain just turned and rolled eyes.
It may be worse than thought, it may be better,
But none will know for certain until they open that letter.
So, no matter the severity...bowl bans, schollies, show cause,
It's been fun to watch them squirm and shout at the walls.
So, from bulldogs everywhere to rebels, bears, and landsharks alike,
Merry Sanction's Eve to all, and to all a good night.
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