The Bulls of Chicago loved Christmas a lot.
But the Thibs, holed up in his office
The Thibs' office was littered with playbooks in stacks
Video tapes and the saltiest snacks.
He leaned back in his chair and he opened some chips
Rubbed his sore temples, that's when he heard it!
But before heading out the Thibs needed some help.
"A plan so profound cannot be done by myself."
So he called in Luol
And he shook his bad wrist
"No pain," Lu said. "Not even a pinch."
The agreeable Lu
No better helper to choose
They set out together to deliver the news.
http://chicago.sbnation.com/chicago-bulls/2012/12/20/3788180/chicago-bulls-christmas-game-2012-tom-thibodeau"Men," the Thibs started. "I can't stand what I see."
"No focus or commitment. No urgency.
"With this in mind, I'm happy to say,
"We'll be holding practice on Christmas Day!
"Three hours long. No breaks for water.
"No family time with your sons or your daughters.
"We're going to be perfect
"If it's the last thing I do
"We'll hold every team under 72!"
"But wait," Jo protested.
"It just isn't right.
"For we play a game that very night!"
"To hell with your rest," the Thibs said with a grin.
"No regard for the future. I just want to win!"