Thursday, October 16, 2008

Express Yourself Through Haiku

Back on August 16th we were critical of Bill Belichick's plans to bring in aging safety John Lynch as a part of his new "Super Genius" position of Hybrid Linebacker ( a safety playing the position). We thought it was a bit arrogant and agreed with Colin Cowherd of ESPN Radio when he said that it was a clear example of BB buying into his own hype: the idea that he was so clever he could do anything!

The folly of the idea was proven when Lynch was continually exploited and ultimately cut from the roster. We mention it now for the following reason: our post elicited, of all things, haiku poems about John Lynch (see below).

Anonymous said...
John Lynch: A Haiku

John lynch was Samson
breaking down men like pillars
The Pats cut his hair

My reaction: A Haiku

I cry a dry tear
a great hero has fallen
wicked retahdid

We enjoyed the Haiku poetry so much that we thought all who attended the October 12th, 2008 game between the Chargers and Patriots should summarize their experience in the 5 syllable/7 syllable/5 syllable format. Encapsulate your experience in haiku....here's how we felt:


The Tailgate: A Haiku

Little Bill Slaughtered

Hasty decapitation

A lord of the Flies?





The Big Game: A Haiku


Genius Belichick

No Answer For The "Legend"

So Flows Our Rivers




Feel free to give a more detailed account of your experience by clicking on the comment link beneath the article.........haiku will save you time though!


5 comments:

Anonymous said...

The Mood:
As the moon gleams down
on glorious victory:
suck it, Chowda-Heads.

The Truth:
Amid roar, shame spreads
Amid drunken glee, silence
One-dimensional.

The Game:
Taunt, sing, cheer, and swill;
On the field do we witness
pure domination.

In Summary:
Mirth and jest at last,
for now in truth, we can a
rivalry pronounce.

A Query:
Dear Herald of Change,
Bladed Saint Beneath-the-Mound,
What now? Our foe is smote!

Anonymous said...

Sunshine at the Q
The Avengers dine on Bill
Strangers in the night...

Bri said...

Blood on my knuckles
Bellicheck its all your fault
Die Patriots Die

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Anonymous said...

Nine Sixteen Seven
Powder Blue Spackled in Blood
A Dish Best Served Cold