HTTR

*to the tune of "Friends in Low Places" by Garth Brooks. Ben, this one is for you. Start prepping your vocal chords, my brother.*

Blame it all on my faith,
I just texted Kate,
To bet against next Sunday's game.
The Pat's and the 'Skins,
Let the the battle begin,
And may the loser be shamed.

So my teams three and four,
Maybe somehow they'll score,
Against the Pat's defensive line.
If Cousin's can lead,
And Garcon can receive,
I feel it will turn out just fine.

Cause I'm a Redskins fan,
Whatever, whenever,
Every week I believe,
They'll keep it together,
It hasn't gone that way.
But we'll be ok.
Yeah, RG3 should've been a never,
And it's hard to see the team getting better,
But I'm a fan,
Whatever, whenever.

So I guess I was wrong,
I forgot about Gronk,
Edelman, Brady and Blount.
Another Patriots win,
They did it again,
Dominated, and wore my team out.

Yet I'm not gonna freak,
I'll wait till next week,
In seven days things will look great.
Meanwhile, I lost the bet,
And she won't let me forget:
This song's for the Patriots and Kate.

Cause I'm a fan,
Whatever, whenever,
Every week I believe,
They'll keep it together,
Every week I'm let down,
But I still stick around.
And every game feels like forever,
But I can't give up on this sad endeavor,
Cause I'm a fan,
Whatever, whenever.