Theo Johnson, Giants’ Pride
In blue and white, a giant stands tall,
A fortress of power, unshaken by all.
With hands like steel, yet gentle as rain,
He snatches the spiral through wind and pain.
No linebacker’s grasp, no safety’s stride,
Can keep this beast from the open side.
Through traffic he charges, with grace and with might,
A storm in the day, a star in the night.
The middle will open, the chains will move,
The red zone will quake, the Giants will prove,
That with Theo in stride, the skies will expand,
A revolution’s begun in the pass-catching land.
So raise up the banner, the chant, and the cheer,
For Johnson the titan, the season is here!