A little background on the inspiration for this poem: I love the Green Bay Packers. I have since high school. I was a big fan of that other guy who used to play for them, and when he left I, like just about everyone else in the world, rallied around the New Hope-Aaron Rodgers. Not only was he wicked cute, he was talented. So talented that a lot of us were like- “He’s the BACKUP guy?!!?? Alright!!!”
So what do have so far….right-wicked cute, talented, seems to be pretty laid back and has a good sense of humor. Yup-I’m a big fan. So, take a big fan, add a little daydreaming, and then show me a picture of him every time I log out of Facebook? (via State Farm ad-I’m not that creepy!!) Viola! Inspiration for an Ode!! Now, don’t expect a Shakespearean sonnet here-this is me having fun… Enjoy!
An Ode to Aaron Rodgers
It’s Fall in Green Bay and one thing is the same
We’re all excited for the big game.
Wrapped in your coat on the sideline
Just for a moment I pretend you are mine.
The air is cold, but you are hot
You’re on my mind even if the game is not.
With every grunt and every pass
I try to avert my eyes from your…*cough*…
Leading a team based on cheese
The people- the owners- you aim to please.
Your smile, charm and talent have been noted-
It’s safe to say the nation is devoted.
Touchdown after touchdown-oh yes, you like to keep
Your receivers busy doing the Lambeau Leap.
Your arm is strong, your aim is true
Moving down the field so fast it’s as if you flew.
In the pocket you duck and weave, avoiding the sack
Running it in as you score one for the Pack.
We hope Green Bay wins, but if they run out of luck,
It’s OK-just remember that the Bears still suck.
Hey big guy, bad days and interceptions happen to the best,
Don’t worry, I’ll comfort you, just lay against my…*cough*…
Yes, my husband knows of my obsession
In fact, he has made the concession
That if he should happen to die
Aaron could be my back up guy.
Oh, Aaron, along side Jordy and Clay-forgive me if I may be so bold-
You all look damn fine suited up in the Green and Gold.
Yes, Aaron Rodgers, I am struck once again by your eyes of blue,
And after a few glasses of wine, my husband starts to look like you.