Twas the night before the draft and all through the Hall,
Not an agent was stirring they were all making calls,
When he laid his head down and started dreaming of playing ball,
It was the Bolts phone call that was making him fall,
Him in his shirt with his phone in his lap,
Said man I can’t believe the Bolts had me in their draft,
Now Rivers, now Mathews, now Brown, and Gates
On Philips, on Johnson, on Barnes and Garay,
Top the TOP OF THE WEST, On top of them all,
Now take a lead, build a lead, as Malcom is TALL,
A.J. reached to his phone to give someone a jingle,
“Welcome to San Diego Hightower, I can not wait to mingle!”
Norv watched on as a tear was brought to his eye,
HAPPY DRAFT TIME TO ALL, AND LET THE BOLTS REACH SKY HIGH!
ENJOY THE DRAFT FOLKS!