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Random Ramsdom: Dec. 24th, 2009


Today's stories include:

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
All the injured Rams were sleeping, on their respective couch;

The players stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that nice bonus soon would be there;

The offensive line was nestled, all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plum idiots like Incognito danced in their heads;

And pappa Spags' in his 'kerchief, and Devaney in his cap,
Had just settled down for a long offseason's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
 They sprang from the film room to see what was the matter.

Away to the window they flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.


When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature
Ndamukong Suh and behind him, Flajole in full cheer,

And off in the distance, so painful and slow,
They knew in a moment, it was Bulger, injuries in tow.

More faint than the playoffs, they heard his poor scream,
"Protect me! Protect me! *Sack*, I wish I played for a different team;


Anyone care to finish it?

Enjoy your Thursday's and Christmas Eve everyone.