A "Love-Hate" Poem

As an Oklahoma State alumnus, I hate it. As an appreciator of good humor in the form of a poem, I love it. What's to follow is an e-mail my wife got earlier this week, and she was good enough (and snarky enough--she's an OU grad) to send it along to me. And, I'm now sending it to you. And, OSU fans, there's a response after the poem to appease you. Enjoy!

For one week, the streets of Oklahoma were lined with orange and black
With Cowboys and Cowgirls all leading the pack
For one week, it was so glorious to be a Poke
It was finally the Sooners as the butt of the joke
For one week, pistols were firing from Guymon to Meeker
While the outlook in Norman could not have been bleaker
For one week, Crimson and Cream faithful were shedding a tear
As OSU fans proclaimed, "it is finally our year!"
For one week, Stillwater seemed brighter and bolder
While in Norman they worried about Sammy´s sore shoulder
For one week, Zach and Dez were the toast of the town
As poor Kevin Wilson played the role of the clown
For one week, Cowboy Nation had reason to brag
Sports Illustrated even put em´ on the front of their mag
For one week, those fans were boastful and bold
While the air down in Norman got incredibly cold

The problem with one week is it that lasts just seven days
Saturday rolls around and you need to call new plays
The Cowboys went out and they did what they do
They stumbled and bumbled, and fumbled some too
They got behind early as their fans thought "It can´t be!"
"I thought this was our year, where the hell is the D!?"
They had one last chance, but Zach threw a pick
As Coach Gundy had flashbacks to "this makes me sick."
The game had ended and Houston had won
Hope quickly faded from so much to none
Some fans yelled, "This always happens to us Pokes"
"Now we´ll just wait for the heckles and jokes."
"I don´t ask much, one year of glory I seek."
"Why can´t we get there for more than one week?"

For one week it was attention, praise, and some glory
For one week, the Cowboys were a very hot story
Somewhere Boone Pickens gazed up at the sky
And asked the football Gods, "why, oh why?"
"We´ve tried so hard and we´ve done so much"
"A championship trophy I so long to touch"
Boone begged and pleaded, he demanded to know
He wanted more wins for all of his dough
The Gods thought it over and came up with a reply
Boone was so excited he started to cry
"We´ve decided to let you touch football heaven."
"You´ll get one more week....in 2027."

Now, in rebuttal: notice how the author never bothered to mention the Sooners' glorious and hard-fought 64-0 victory over mighty Idaho State. Yep, them's bragging rights for zero-u.