LaCumba
SAINT
T'was the month before Christmas, and all through the trees, all u could smell was exhaust fumes in the breeze. The fans were done cheering, the tail lights were red, 3-legged dog had no place to lay his head. How could this be, how could it be, the defending champions started out 0 and 3. No, it was not the opponent, nor a rumor started by me, Maybe it was those horrible lyrics, sung to the tune of Oh Christmas Tree. Just think what woulda happened if there was a point spread, oh well, guess it's back to calling for the coach's head.
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