“How the Mighty Have Fallen”
“How the mighty have fallen. The weapons of war have perished!”
2 Samuel 1:19-27
It isn’t like me to quote the Bible often, but with the last passing weeks it has become relevant in the town they call Foxborough.
Here resides the one they call “Wonderboy,” a name stolen from another mighty weapon of war.
Here resides the man with a plan, the one with a brain; A truly mad genius and his plethora of photography equipment.
Here resides a mascot named Pat whose indulgence in the world’s oldest profession has brought great shame upon his employer’s name.
At a time neither ice, nor snow, nor wind, nor sleet could stop them.
Oh how the times have changed for an unlucky few.
At a time they were automatically put in the greatest game of all.
Oh how the times have changed for an unlucky few.
At a time their mad genius looked as if he knew The Gambler’s philosophy: “Know when to hold ‘em, fold ‘em, walk away and run.”
Oh how the times have changed for an unlucky few.
They used to hoist trophies over their heads.
Now they hold questions above them.
They are the New England patriots.
They were once the mighty.
They are now the tumbling.
They were once the Champions.
They are now the cheaters.
The torch is now to be passed elsewhere, the song it is finished.
For this philosophy has now come true:
“How the mighty have fallen. The weapons of war have perished!”
