Craig Roh
A leaf blows in fall
Tasting each position once
Time to duck, Martinez
Will Campbell
These days people who
are not Thomas Gordon say
"Get off of me, please"
Jordan Kovacs
A man from nowhere
is the safety blanket for
a hundred thousand
Kenny Demens
As Northwestern died
they must have thought "ouch" and
"my god, sweet mustache"
JT Floyd
Sorry about things said
two years ago, low and mean
Mattison saves all
Brandin Hawthorne
We'll always have that
Purdue hash to hash zone drop
and a kickoff hold
Brandon Moore
Must be a good guy
to get Kramer's eighty-seven
time to make stories
Vincent Smith
Meet mini-Gandalf:
finger-gun Balrog LB,
state YOU SHALL NOT PASS
Elliott Mealer
The measure of man:
how many squirrels can live
in your face, repos'd
Ricky Barnum
Stayed through some things
that would have made most depart
and we needed him to
Patrick Omameh
This dance goes one way
two hearts meet at Notre Dame
Te'o's goes backwards
Mike Kwiatkowski
Not a walk-on, no
A scientist of brains, yes
And blocker of sweeps
[UPDATE: so I forgot Roy Roundtree.
Roy Roundtree
Joe Tiller quivers
in walrus rage as Roundtree
waves an arm, alone
]
Denard Robinson
I had been in the desert for some time, lost and directionless. The sun was relentless. A deadly thirst stalked me. I had not accepted the grisly fate which awaited me but was powerless to change it.
On the fifth night—possibly the sixth—a breeze arose. It was cool and dewy. I savored it for a time, then step by step it led me home.
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