2009 "Blackened Gold" Award Winning Story
Editor's Note: Every once in awhile, something will turn up in your mailbox that bears special attention. This simple poem has been embellished by some photos of Myron Cope, a man whom I'm proud to say that I had the opportunity to meet and know personally. Unfortunately, the SuperBowl and Steeler football will never be the same without him. Special thanks to the author, A.K. Young. --ed.
Twas the night before Super Bowl and along the gulf shore, Steelers fans were praying for
"just one more;
Coach Tomlin was young, but wise for his years,
So I drifted to sleep without any fears.
The Cardinals feared, what was the matter;
We heard "Okel Dokel", we heard "Double Yoi,"
We jumped from our beds, our hearts
jumped for joy;
Then in an instant to our surprise,
This little old man had tears in his eyes;
No matter the outcome, to me,
Written by: A.K. Young
Your Steeler Nation Misses You Greatly In Our Time of Joy!!!!!! Wish you were here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"just one more;
The players were nestled all snug in the sack, With visions of the first NFL Six-Pack;
Coach Tomlin was young, but wise for his years,
So I drifted to sleep without any fears.
When at Raymond James Stadium there arose some strange chatter,
The Cardinals feared, what was the matter;
We heard "Okel Dokel", we heard "Double Yoi,"We jumped from our beds, our hearts
jumped for joy;
He stood at the fifty with a grin ear to ear,
Steelers fans everywhere started to cheer;
Then in an instant to our surprise,
This little old man had tears in his eyes;
He went to the booth and there took his chair, While Terrible Towels waved in the air;
Then over the airwaves came his shrill voice, The Steelers Nation began to rejoice;
He said, "I am back, but you know I can't stay. I just had to see this great Steeler team play;
From my home up above, I have a great view,
But I wanted to celebrate here with you!!!
So bring on those Birdies, we'll send them a flyin',
On the way back to Phoenix, they'll surely be cryin';
So bring on those Birdies, we'll send them a flyin',
On the way back to Phoenix, they'll surely be cryin';
Ben Hines Troy and the rest,
No matter the outcome, to me,
You're the best!
The airwaves went silent, the stadium fell still,
Was this just a dream, it seemed so real;
Was this just a dream, it seemed so real;
In our team we have faith, in our team we have hope,
....But the game's not the same without Myron Cope;
Written by: A.K. Young
Rest In Peace Myron, enjoying only 19-0 seasons!!!
Your Steeler Nation Misses You Greatly In Our Time of Joy!!!!!! Wish you were here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
