‘Twas the day before Christmas when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse

The bunting was hung by the sidelines with care

In hopes that the playoffs soon would be there

The fans were nestled all snug in their Keds

While visions of Super Bowls danced in their heads

While Tom in his headset, and Rex in his vest

Had just settled their brains for a long winters test

When up in the stands there arose such a clatter

We sprang from our seats to see what was the matter

When, what to our wondering eyes should we see

But Fireman Ed leading a spelling bee

With a tight hot spiral, so lively and quick

We knew that Eli would soon be making him sick

More rapid than eagles the Giants they came

As Eli whistled, and audibled, and called them by name

Now Ballard! now Bradshaw!, now Jacobs! and Vic!

On Osi, on Jason, on Webster and  Nicks

To the back of the endzone to the top of the wall

Now run away, Run away, Run away all

Tom’s eyes how they twinkled! His dimples so Merry!

His cheeks were like roses , his nose like a cherry

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow

As his players and fans enjoyed all the show

Rex was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head

Soon gave me to know we may have something to dread

He spoke every word and went straight to his work

And blitzed poor Eli while Revis did lurk

While playing a hunch they tried a big close

He gave a quick nod and struck a bold pose

Rex sprang in the air, to his team gave a whistle

And away they all flew like Jets they did sizzle

But I heard him exclaim, as they flew out of sight

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night