Song Book
When depression hit after week 8 Doug HAD to write this.... so here its.
To the tune of "Simply The Best" as sung by Tina Turner.
We call a Draw, And we get stuffed at the line
Drop back to pass, Then take a sack
We throw the ball away, Give up any hope we had
We start with such promise and play quite well
Then make stupid calls and we're down once again
Oh you make the call, such a boneheaded call Claymores
Chorus :
We're simply depressed
Worse than all the rest
Couldn't beat anyone
Anyone we played against.
We suck in the zone
Had to always kick for goal
They tore us apart
We rollover and play dead.
We roar when on defence , Every single play
We cheer and we scream, And we also pray
Just for once can we manage to hold out
And win one more game
Chorus:
We're simply depressed
Worse than all the rest
Couldn't beat anyone
Anyone we played against.
We suck in the zone
Had to always kick for goal
They tore us apart
We rollover and play dead.
Each time we have it, we turn over the ball
With an interception or a fumble
We could call it with our eyes shut
Please Claymores, no more draws
Chorus:
We're simply depressed
Worse than all the rest
Couldn't beat anyone
Anyone we played against.
We suck in the zone
Had to always kick for goal
They tore us apart
We rollover and play dead.