Here's a little ditty sung to the Tune of "I Hate Myself For Loving You" by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts, or maybe most of you know it as the theme to Sunday Night Football.
Alas, I don't expect we can get long, lovely, leggy Faith to sing this, but Pats fans might enjoy it.
Spanksgiving Thursday Night, tightening the screws
Skid-Mark, Brandon’s butt, new way to lose
Took their punch, now down a bunch; leaving to boos
Hey Rex, it’s a fact, your job’s going down
Your team is full of Rats and so is your town
You say you’re champions but your really just clowns
I laugh at you every day and night,
I think you suck and I really savor your plight
I love myself for hating you
Your team is a circus and MetLife is a zoo
The fans think they’re brilliant but they’re just flinging poo
That’s why I love myself for hating you
Sayin’ prayers, tripping players, what more can we do?
Rat fans have been dreaming they’re as good as Pats too
Roger says he’s helping but he can’t pull them through
Hey Rex, you think you and Tanny got it right
But Skid-Mark’s a disaster and Holmes head just ain’t on right
You thought you had a winner but you fielded a blight
I’m tired of hearing from you night and day
You brought the suck and I think it’s here to stay
I love myself for hating you
The Rats stole BP and thought they’d get a Lombardi too
But BB took mere seconds to tell Woody “go screw”!
That’s why I love myself for hating you