Super Bowl XLVI New York Giants Samurai War Poem

NEW YORK – At the request of one our readers named Bobby G, I am going to write an original Super Bowl war poem for the Giants. This will be my third or fourth time doing this, usually only on special occasions. Some say it is good luck because it confirms that you have fought out the battle in your mind and came to such a conclusion logically. For which, you could not simply arrive at without careful consideration.

I’m sure the Giants players have fought this battle in their minds over and over already. It is wise to do such a thing before a fight and it will help you to anticipate your opponents moves. I’m certain the Giants players are not messing around with this opportunity for greatness and will have a hard time sleeping a wink tonight. The dull anticipation must be excruciating. I am not a Samurai Warrior but I do think they are awesome. Hence, without any further agonizing waiting, I give you, the Super Bowl Samurai War Poem. Enjoy!

Super Bowl XLVI Samurai War Poem. 

Twas the night before the Super Bowl,

At Peyton Manning’s home, in Indy,

The parents were fast asleep by now,

But the two brothers couldn’t sleep.

Big brother, took little brother, out for a ride,

Knowing the big game, would be fresh on his mind,

The ride did Eli good, and so did the talk,

Because Manning is the Giant, and Brady is the beanstalk.

So Easy Eli went to bed that night, bright with a smile,

Sure that his plan to beat Brady, would run like the wild,

But Brady was awake, and scheming in his bed,

And thinking the very same things in his head,

He was sure he could beat the Giants,

If things went his way, and his teammates played great,

But what about Osi and Justin and JPP, No mistakes

He nodded in agreement and let his eyes fall to the floor,

Brady said he already knew, that Big Blue, would triumph once more.

The Patriots QB, spoke of a dream he had that night,

Where two super armies, gathered on a field, to have a fight,

The battle was quick, but decisive, in the scorekeepers mind,

And it was clear who had won, and who had lost, by a mile,

Only one man stood above it all, and made the right calls,

This man was named Coughlin, and his Captain stood tall.

His captain was Manning, among the big lucky three,

Who were voted Super Bowl captains, Manning wins MVP,

Your head is just spinning, and your thinking, how can this be?

The last thing Brady remembered, was Eli going to Disney.

And then he woke up, to Giselle’s punch in the gut,

She told him he was sweating, and screaming like a nut,

Tom rubbed his eyes, and told her he’s not surprised,

The Giants are going to win, and leave us far behind.

His vision was right, and the G-Men did win,

Mara lifted the Lombardi trophy, to let the moment sink in,

A Parade of Champions, in a Canyon of Heros, my friends,

Do You Believe brothers and sisters? Because me, I’m all in.

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OK let me have it. What did you think of the Giants poem for Super Bowl XLVI? On a scale from 1-10, with 1 being the worst and 10 being the best. And by the way, I know this isn’t a graphic war poem like it could have been but we have to remember that kids read these article too.

RD – nygreporter – Good Luck Giants!

side note: I would like to request someone from the Wounded Warrior Project contact me at nygreporter@yahoo.com to discuss adding a program to your tool box called the War Poem Project if it doesn’t already exist. I think it would be beneficially to the war veterans and give them an incredible outlet to be creative and imaginative. I think we could get some terrific sponsors to put on shows and have them directly see the results first hand. I’m sure that by the time you guys read this all of the homework will already be completed but this simply me writing at a spontaneous moment and sharing it with my readers.

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5 Responses to Super Bowl XLVI New York Giants Samurai War Poem

  1. bobbyg says:

    Thats what im talking about my friend.you are the mahamed ali of writers,awesome poem,it is a 10 in my book.and thank you so much for the mention,as always,you are a class act my friend.im a big fan of all of the poems you have done,but im thinking this one will be most significant with the g-men winning the superbowl tomorrow night.im all in buddy.you should fax the poem to the g-mens locker room,the guys will love it.we are so close now rob,im not watching any sports news except for msg.my wife and i rented movies for the whole day up until kickoff tomorrow.like coach coughlin says,big blue will do there talking on the field tomorrow,and the rest is just noise except for the game.your site is going to be blowing up with happy nygiants fans tomorrow night and i cannot wait for the g-mens victory article.GOD bless the nygiants,its time.brady wont wake up from the nightmare he will be living tomorrow night.

    • robdomaine says:

      lol hey thanks very much Bobby. I didn’t want to get too graphic like I said because kids read this stuff too. We are about 10 hours away from kickoff now. Enjoy the game and I’m sure we will be talking in and out through the rest of the weekend.

      Go Giants!

  2. bobbyg says:

    We are all in buddy,enjoy the game.we will talk after they give eli the mvp and tom coughlin the lombardi trophy.

    • robdomaine says:

      I can visualize it buddy, I can see it. The 2 turnovers I’m predicting are going to be huge in this game for Big Blue. Only five hours away now man, enjoy the game!

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