T'was the night before Tampa, when all thru the town
Steelers fans were ready for the Cardinals to go down.
The flags and banners were all hung with care,
All over Tampa, the Steelers are there.
The players were nestled, all snug in their beds,
While visions of danced in their heads.
With Tomlin in charge, I had no fear
And settled down for the game of the year.
When in the stadium there arose such a clatter
Cardinal's fans wondered just what was the matter
For at the stadium there was a great flash,
Someone had entered with no ticket, no cash.
The light from the moon's glow,
Gave the luster of mid-day to the man standing below.
The smoke from his cigar made the air gloomy
They knew in a moment it was Art Rooney
He held the team's roster, his plan of attack
Big Ben to and Willie Parker is the back.
He saw in the defense a Curtain of Steel
If they can't sack Warner then nobody will.
Troy will cover the field, he'll be everywhere
I'm telling you Cardinals you better beware
His long locks of hair will flow in the breeze
He will catch Warner's passes with the greatest of ease.
Mr. Rooney walked the sidelines, he paced to and fro
He wore black and gold from his head to his toe
A he held oh so tight
As he looked to the heavens on that Tampa night.
Then the words that he spoke left a feeling of Gold and Black
Lord, get us home to Pittsburgh with a six pack!