Twas the night before NCAA COI meeting, when all through UNC Chapel Hill
Not a player was studying, not even D-Will
The banners were hung by the rafters with care,
In hopes that the NCAA would not order them to no longer be there.
The players were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of making the Dean's List without attending class danced in their heads.
And Deborah Crowder in her kerchief, and Ol' Roy in his cap,
Had just started grading papers before calling it a wrap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
Huckleberry Hound sprang from the desk to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash
With a little old driver, so lively and swankey
He knew in a moment it must be Greg Sankey
He was dressed all in a robe from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of UNC Infractions he had flung on his back,
And he looked like Dan Kane just opening his emails from fans of the Wolf Pack.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled the stockings with notices of vacated wins, even while Ol' Roy called him a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, he quipped "Now you know how it feels to be Derrick Rose!"
He sprang to his limo and to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all went like a Josh Harrellson to Jared Sullinger missle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"2 banners will be coming down around this time tomorrow night"
Magnificent!
OFC
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