A Visit From The Wiz...A Billiken Xmas Story

[The Wiz]

'Twas the night before Christmas when all thro' the Fetz

Not a creature was stirring, not even a Metz

The banners were hung from the rafters with care,

In hopes that The Wiz would soon be there;

The fans were nestled all snug in their seats;

With visions of Bills wins, while they munched on their treats.

And Mama in her 'kerchief, and I in my Bills cap

Had just settled in for a win streak without a gap-

When on the lawn there arose such a clatter, 

I sprang from my seat to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash

Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,

Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below;

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,, 

But a basketball team as quick as reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and all biz,

I knew in a moment it must be The Wiz.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled and shouted and call'd them by name:

Now! Johnson, now! Goodwin, now! Bess, oh my lord,

On! French, on! Hines, on! Roby, and Ford;

To the top of Gate A ! To the top of the wall !

" Now dash away ! Dash away ! Dash away all !"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, 

When  they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;

So up to the arena top the coursers they flew,

With a bus load of stats and The Wiz too:

And then in a twinkling I heard on the floor

The bouncing of b-balls making baskets galore.

As I drew in  my head, and was turning around,

Down Section 103 The Wiz came with a bound:

He was dress'd all in Bills gear, from his head to his toe,

And his clothes were all blue, he was ready to go;

A bundle of spreads was flung on his back,

And he look'd like a peddler just opening his pack: 

His eyes- how they twinkled ! His dimples: how merry,

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.

He had a broad face, and a little round belly

That shook when he laugh'd, like a bowl full of jelly:

He was chubby and plump,  a right jolly old elf,

And I laugh'd when I saw him in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head

Soon gave me to know that The Wiz had a spread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And calculated point spreads, ; then turn'd with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose

And giving a nod, up the concourse he rose.

He sprung in the Chaifetz , to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle:

But I heard him exclaim, ere he shouted out clear--

Happy Christmas to all, it will be better next year.

To all that follow the Billiken Biz

Merry Christmas to all , best wishes from The Wiz

[almaman]

Damn lot of work Wiz thank you

[Billikenbooster]

Really cool🎄🎄.

As Rammer would say, Nicely done.

Merry Christmas to the Billiken chat room. Hopefully we will have more basketball and less legal stuff to talk about next year🏀🏀

[almaman]

The Wiz with the Parody, BAM he got it

[Old guy]

True, a Merry Christmas and all the best in 2018 to all of you. 

[billikenbill]

The Wiz, NBA three, BANG, he got it!

Well done, Sir!

[Cowboy]

-well done Wiz, Merry Christmas to all Bills fans!

-I hope the investigators can find something to do with their coal 

[Old guy]

They will sell it to a local power plant.

[CBFan]

Merry Christmas everyone, nicely done Wiz.

It could be worse coach Crews could be our coach on this wonder day.

[maverick]

Merry Christmas to all! A.M.D.G. 

[brianstl]

Merry Christmas to all.