A Canespace Christmas

This special Holiday feature was written by blogger SJMPARMAN... Twas the nighht before Christmas and all through the houseNot an Ibis was stirring of even a Gator louseThe Cane stockings were were hung from the Chimney with careIn hopes that an ACC championship would soon be there The legion were nestled all snug in their beds,While visions of VT wins danced in their heads;And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my Canespace gear,Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,When out on the 50 yard line there arose such a clatter,I sprang from my 20 yard line seat to see what was the matter. Away to the 50 yard line seats I flew like a flash,Tore open another beer and threw up the U.The moon of Miami did doth showThe lustre of four and five star recruits below,When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,But a pass catching tight end, and a middle linebacker to fear, With an Al Golden high fiver, so lively and quick,I knew in a moment it must be a sign on the dotted line with...