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Apr 2014
When I think of you
I see royal blue
The color of your logo
Screeching at the top of your lungs
At eight o'clock in the morning

When I think of you
I hear keep the faith
And I got up at four in the morning to be here
As you storm off across the field

When I think of you
I used to think fat old man
Crazy and delusional
Why did you always pick me out

Now, I still think of you
As crazy and delusional
But also the greatest coach I've ever had
And quirky
And my friend

He is
Coach Dishman
Written by
Matt McDaniels  Chelsea, MI
(Chelsea, MI)   
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