An Eagles-Cowboys Victory Song
We were down on the Eastern Shore of Virginia, and it wasn't easy pulling a radio signal. But every time the cylinders clicked and we could hear for a few seconds what was happening on the field, it was something good.
We were driving down on the Eastern Shore of Virginia, and it wasn't easy pulling a radio signal. But every time the cylinders clicked and we could hear Merrill Reece's voice cutting through Jesus for a few seconds, he was always announcing something good.
Back at our friends' house, I got an e-mail from Ryan Parker -- he'd been inspired to cook up another one of his instant songs. This one, for an old-fashioned butt-kicking, called "Trip to the Woodshed."
It begins:
There've been trips made by Romo down to Mexico,
There've been trips to the psych ward by big old T.O.,
There've been trips made by Jerry on his private jet,
Now there's a trip to the woodshed they'll never forget,