The Ballad of Endzone Crone

(to the tune of "Teen-Angel")

That fateful day, Yale had stalled

Inside the Harvard Twenty

They sent Crone in to run out the clock

But he ran for a sa-afety.

Endzone Crone, can you hear us?

Endzone Crone, are you near us?

Will you be sitting on the bench

Or will you still be o-ur QB?

What was it you saw standing there

That made you score that safety?

Was it you Mom or Dad or your best girl...

Or was it simply in-famy?


Just sweet 21, still young and strong,

The girls still scream "Oh Crone!"