Since the football season is over I no longer say the Our Papa, but I have a new prayer that I have vowed to say every day of lent.
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink,
Thy will be drunk,
I will be drunk,
At home as in the tavern,
Give us this day our foamy heard,
And forgive us our spillages,
As we forgive those who spill against us.
And lead us not into incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers,
For thine is the Beer, The Bitter, and the Lager,
. . . . Go Cards!