You’ve got to look at the guy next to you, look into his eyes. Now I think you’re gonna see a guy who will go that inch with you. You’re gonna see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team, because he knows when it comes down to it, you’re gonna do the same for him. That’s a team, gentlemen. And either we heal, now, as a team, or we will die, as individuals. That’s football, guys. That’s all it is. Now, what are you going to do?
(Tony D’Amato, Any Given Sunday)
Dedicata Alla partita evento per eccellenza, il Super Bowl XLV, che si gioca stanotte tra Green Bay Packers e Pittsbourgh Steelers
Tenendo conto che ogni grave errore di inglese sarà da considerarsi gergo sportivo specifico o licenza poetica, sull’aria di Summer Night, da Grease.
| Summer loving had me a blast | Super Bowl, waiting for months! |
| Summer loving happened so fast | Super Bowl, came at the end |
| I met a girl crazy for me | I followed matches deep in the night |
| Met a boy cute as can be | shadowed eyes, sleepin’ on the desk |
| Summer days drifting away | Winter nights, cold as can be |
| to oh oh the summer nights | but we now want a real packers Night! |
| Tell me more, tell me more | Super Bowl, Super Bowl |
| Did you get very far | We got here, very far |
| Tell me more, tell me more | Super Bowl, Super Bowl |
| Like does he have a car | bend the Steelers for us! |
| She swam by me she got a cramp | We are strange, not have a boss |
| He swam by me got my suit damp | they are strong, almost dinasty |
| I saved her life she nearly drown | I’ve followed Packs since I read this |
| He showed off splashing around | the third in six, just it they wants |
| Summer sun something’s begun | Winter nights, cold as can be |
| but oh oh the summer nights | but we now want a real Packers Night! |
| Tell me more, tell me more | Super Bowl, Super Bowl |
| Was it love at first sight? | I just saw it three times |
| Tell me more, tell me more | Super Bowl, Super Bowl |
| Did she put up a fight? | Will they put up a fight? |
| Took her bowling in the arcade | A-Rod throwing, Jennings to catch |
| We went strolling drank lemonade | Rothlie falling, ball slips away |
| We made out under the dock | Williams ints, Go Packers Go! |
| We stayed out till ten o’clock | I’m an owl, all things can help! |
| Summer fling don’t mean a thing | Winter nights, cold as can be |
| but oh oh the summer nights | but we now want a real Packers Night! |
| Tell me more, tell me more | Super Bowl, Super Bowl |
| But you don’t gotta brag | with a small bunch of friends |
| Tell me more, tell me more | Super Bowl, Super Bowl |
| Cause he sounds like a drag | Italian cheeseheads are here! |
| He got friendly holding my hand | We are covered of ice and patches |
| She got friendly down in the sand | half team out with injuries |
| He was sweet just turned eightteen | but don’t give up, we can take it |
| Well she was good you know what I mean | Gold&Green, all joined as one |
| Summer heat boy and girl meet | Winter nights, cold as can be |
| but oh oh the summer nights | but we now want a real Packers Night! |
| Tell me more, tell me more | Super Bowl, Super Bowl |
| How much dough did he spend? | we want only the ring |
| Tell me more, tell me more | Super Bowl, Super Bowl |
| Could she get me a friend? | could you take it for me? |
| It turned colder that’s where it ends | Match on the line, that’s where it ends |
| So I told her we’d still be friends | All of sudden, Madden will say |
| Then we made our true love vow | “Wanna Raji spike, then Raji dance” |
| Wonder what she’s doing now | Wonder how I can think this…. |
| Summer dreams ripped at the seams | Winter nights, now we all scream |
| but oh those summer nights | we want, yea, a real Packers Night! |
| Tell me more, tell me more | Super Bowl, Super Bowl!!! |
