Round One - Game Six
CHI 120 MIL 66
Thirty-four to sixteen
Finally my favorite team
Has started off extremely well,
But shall we win--lone time will tell.
Fifty-six to twenty-eight
Milwaukee seething in their hate,
And acting out, as children do--
Giannis got a flagrant two.
Sixty-five to thirty-three
Crowd is quiet--draped in green.
Bully took a sudden hit,
And bully cried a little bit.
Eighty-four to thirty-eight
The crowd begins to dissipate,
And all that’s left among the stands
A couple hundred Chi-town fans.
Eighty-eight to forty-four
The ball a comet--space the floor.
Little floater down the lane
Falls in soft and sweet, like rain.
Ninety-one to fifty-two
Almost too good to be true--
Thibs, take out the starters please,
Let Jo and Derrick rest their knees.
One-sixteen to sixty-one
This one here is all but done.
And finally it’s understood
We are too big, too strong, too fast, too good.
Finally my favorite team
Has started off extremely well,
But shall we win--lone time will tell.
Fifty-six to twenty-eight
Milwaukee seething in their hate,
And acting out, as children do--
Giannis got a flagrant two.
Sixty-five to thirty-three
Crowd is quiet--draped in green.
Bully took a sudden hit,
And bully cried a little bit.
Eighty-four to thirty-eight
The crowd begins to dissipate,
And all that’s left among the stands
A couple hundred Chi-town fans.
Eighty-eight to forty-four
The ball a comet--space the floor.
Little floater down the lane
Falls in soft and sweet, like rain.
Ninety-one to fifty-two
Almost too good to be true--
Thibs, take out the starters please,
Let Jo and Derrick rest their knees.
One-sixteen to sixty-one
This one here is all but done.
And finally it’s understood
We are too big, too strong, too fast, too good.