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Twas the night before State Duals and all through Coach T not a creature was stirring, not even BCB. The brackets were drawn and posted online In hopes that the fans would read them in time. The teams were nestled all snug with their draw While visions of championships tugged at their craw And mom in her singlet and I in my stance had just come to realize that our team has a chance. When out on the internet there arose such a clatter I sprang to my keyboard to see what was the matter. Away to the website known as CoachT I opened my browser to see what it could be. The rankings were online for all to know which gave us all reason to fear our next foe, when, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a wrestling guru to make everything clear! With a little common sense and thoughtful insight, I knew in a moment that he just might be right. More stupid than smart, hoping to not sound too lame He whistled and shouted the teams out by name: “Now Baylor! Now Cleveland! Now, Fairview and Hixon! On, Brothers! On Wilson On, Ryan and (crap, nothing rhymes with Hixon)! To the top of the podium! To the top of it all! Now stall away! Stall away! Stall away all! Good luck to all and to all a good night! Fidgetspinner