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                             In remembrance of Troy Shannon

                                                          10/18/73-1/5/18

 

Hey Coach!

Are we gonna run today?

Hey Coach!

Which position can I play? 

 

Have you seen my brand new shoulder pads?

Will you help me tie my Cleats?

Will you ever know just what I see?

When you're looking down at me.

 

Hey Coach!

Do we wear maroon or white?

Hey Coach!

See you at the Skins game Friday night?

 

Can I stand by you,

Along the fence?

Will you lift me nice and high?

So I can see the players you have coached,

When they go rushing by?

Hey Coach

 

Hey Coach!

What time is the next game?

Hey Coach!

Which team do we play?

 

You know that my big brother,

Will be standing next to you.

Hope that I can run the ball,

Just like he used to do.

Hey Coach

 

Hey Coach!

How many more days until we play?

Hey Coach!

Is the big parade today?

 

The whole team will be on the float,

Can I sit next to you?

Can we talk about the game next week?

And all the work there is to do.

Hey Coach

 

Hey Coach!

Will we finish in the lead?

Hey Coach!

How big will the trophy be?

It's the last game of the season,

Will we gain a victory?

Or, will you slap me on the back,

And say, "Next year! Wait and see!"

Hey Coach

 

Hey Coach!

You didn't say it'd end so fast?

Hey Coach!

Will you throw me one last pass?

No more touchdowns.

I turned my jersey in,

No more loss or victories.

A month later and my phone rings,

And it's you,

Just missing me

Hey Coach

 

Hey Coach!

Is it true? You passed away?

Hey Coach!

Now it's time to gently pray,

That yourWarriors heart will rest in peace,

That your spirit is now free.

And that each of us remembers,

What it meant to be a team.

Hey Coach

 

Hey Coach!

When you look down from above. 

Hey Coach!

I hope you know that you are loved.

And that I ran as hard as I could Coach,

Wearing number 33.

And I pray someday,

That I'll become,

The kind of man you'd hoped I'd be.

Hey Coach

 

Hey Coach!

Thanks, Coach

 

written by: Jennifer Faulkner Feiden